Forty days in the desert were supposed to be a penance, supposed to cleanse the body, mind and soul. All it did was heat the blood, bring me to a boil, and fill me with stories. Stories about the heat, stories about blood boiling. Stories that will send me out to the desert again, for in sharing these stories with you, I will need more penance. Another round of heat to purify the flesh.
But what if it only makes me hotter?
Discover the stories I have to share with you here at anastasiaadaire.com. Feel the desert heat on your skin. Who knows, perhaps you will need to seek penance as well.
Debbie Roberts lived a quiet life, just her and the desert and her memories. But a chance visit by a handsome stranger made her realize that life wasn't finished with her yet.