Excerpt: Suddenly the morning light shimmered, then turned gauzy. Rather than a crowd, the handsome stranger from the hospital stood in front of her, his face distorted by … by what? Anger? Fear? No, grief.

This was suffering like none she’d ever before witnessed. Compassion and love welled up in her heart, and she reached out to stroke his face, to comfort, to draw him close, to …

The image faded, leaving her standing there, hand outstretched. She shook her head and let her arm fall back to her side. Why did this man keep appearing to her? A sudden chill in the air made her shiver, and again a premonition of catastrophic change flitted at the edge of her consciousness.

Another Excerpt: Gaelynn forced herself to breathe slowly. Again, she was aware of a darkness hovering near him. With sudden clarity, she knew that Kyle’s anger came from that, not from his heart. How could she overcome something that powerful? Should she even try? An overwhelming sense of danger filled her. "No, we’re trying to help people understand those individuals who have special abilities. Our goal is to draw families closer together."

"People like you destroyed my family." Pain filled his voice and twisted it into ugliness.

Gaelynn watched as the darkness around Kyle intensified and seemed to pulse with a life of its own. When it stretched malevolent tendrils toward her, she involuntarily stepped back. Regaining her composure, she glared at Kyle. "I’ve destroyed nothing. I’ve pledged to do no harm." The dark cloud remained in place. "Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do." She fled the room.