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Thursday, 30 November 2017
Blog Tour & #Giveaway ~ There is always tomorrow #HistFic #Historical #HistoricalFiction @hfvbt @abelfrageauthor
Blog Tour and Giveaway ~
Historical Virtual Book Tour Presents....
There is Always a Tomorrow
by Anna Belfrage
There is Always a Tomorrow is the ninth book in Anna Belfrage’s time slip series featuring time traveller Alexandra Lind and her seventeenth century husband, Matthew Graham.
It is 1692 and the Colony of Maryland is still adapting to the consequences of Coode’s Rebellion some years previously. Religious tolerance in the colony is now a thing of the past, but safe in their home, Alex and Matthew Graham have no reason to suspect they will become embroiled in the ongoing religious conflicts—until one of their sons betrays their friend Carlos Muñoz to the authorities.
Matthew Graham does not leave his friends to rot—not even if they’re papist priests—so soon enough most of the Graham family is involved in a rescue attempt, desperate to save Carlos from a sentence that may well kill him.
Meanwhile, in London little Rachel is going through hell. In a matter of months she loses everything, even her surname, as apparently her father is not Master Cooke but one Jacob Graham. Not that her paternity matters when her entire life implodes.
Will Alex and Matthew be able to help their unknown grandchild? More importantly, will Rachel want their help?
There were certain aspects of seventeenth century life Alex could well do without, and top of that list was the dratted Richard Campbell. Men like him were fortunately rare on the ground—and if Alex were to be honest, creeps existed just as much in her original time as in the seventeenth century. The difference was that a pompous minister, however sleazy, was accorded substantial respect in this day and age. While most people could read and write, the supposition was that learned men such as ministers had read much, much more, thereby acquiring an unplumbed depth of wisdom. Huh: in Campbell’s case, Alex seriously doubted he’d ever progressed beyond learning by rote.
On this fine September morning, Alex was hurrying along with Matthew towards the town hall and the impending trials when she bumped into her least favourite minister ever. Well, "bump" was fortunately not in the literal sense, as Richard Campbell came to an abrupt stop at the sight of her and scowled.
Beside her, Matthew muttered an expletive and attempted to guide them away from the minister. Not to be, as Campbell was accompanied by a band of cronies who rapidly blocked their way.
“And what may you be doing here?” Campbell demanded. He looked Alex up and down. “Ah, yes: the papist priest is a friend of yours, isn’t he?” He laughed, a high-pitched sound that grated on Alex’s ears.
“Maybe he serves as your familiar.”
Matthew stepped forward. “Hold your mouth.”
“Hold my mouth?” Richard Campbell sneered. “Oh, no Graham, not this time. This time, I…” and here he broadened his stance, placed his hands on either side of his waist and puffed out his chest, “Richard Campbell, will root out evil wherever I find it and see it burn!”
“Like you helped them do in Salem?” Matthew snorted. “Superstitious nonsense, and God will surely throw you in the deepest pits of hell for your persecution of the innocent and feeble-minded.”
“Superstition?” Campbell looked about to choke. Alex hoped he would. The horror show offered by the Salem Trials had left narrow-minded bigots like Richard Campbell firmly on the top of the dung-heap. “Evil lives amongst us!” He shook his finger at them. “Evil, Graham, evil. Like yon papist priest.”
“Don’t be an idiot!” Alex said. “Oh, right, I forgot: you are an idiot.” She ignored Matthew’s aggravated look and ploughed on. “Carlos Muñoz is a good and educated man, not an evil bone in his body.”
“Well, you would say so, wouldn’t you? You harboured him—you and your apostate of a daughter. I am telling you,” Campbell continued, “it is people like the Grahams, who succour the papist heretics, nourish them at their breasts, who are the greatest danger to our colony. The enemy within, my friends, behold them!” With a flourish he pointed at Alex and Matthew, yelped loudly when Julian Allerton grabbed him by the arm.
“Back to your fire and brimstone preaching?” Julian said. “Planning on subjecting yet another woman to your untoward advances?”
“Untoward?” Campbell yanked himself free.
“We all saw it.” Julian pitched his voice so it carried. “A minister, crazed by lust, groping a good and decent woman. You, Mr Campbell, throwing Mrs Graham to the ground and baring her skin to your roving hands and drooling mouth.”
Eeuuw! Alex pulled her shawl tight. It hadn’t exactly been like that, seeing as Campbell had been armed with a very large, very sharp needle with which he had attempted to prick her, but Julian’s word had the men closest to Campbell distancing themselves from him.
“It is a lie!” Campbell yelled. “A foul lie, a—”
“I saw what I saw.” Julian looked Campbell up and down. “Only the fact that you were a minister saved you from an extended stand at the pillory—that, and your promise never to return.”
“She has you bewitched,” Richard bleated. “All this nonsense you are spouting, it is because she has spelled you.”
“Spelled me?” Julian snorted. “In this the Colony of Maryland we do not believe in such nonsense as witches. Only uneducated boors hold with such primitive beliefs.” He took a step closer to Campbell. “If I see you even looking at Mrs Graham, I will have no alternative but to go directly to Governor Blakiston and give him a full account of what transpired when last you were here.”
“Try,” Campbell sneered. “I have the ear of the Protestant Associators—both Blakiston and Coode.”
“Ah, but so do many of us,” a voice from somewhere at the back said. William Hancock, Ian’s father-in-law, pushed forward. “And I saw it too, just as Minister Allerton described it.”
“It’s nice, isn’t it, when one’s friends do the fighting on your behalf,” Alex murmured to Matthew.
“Oh, aye.” His breath tickled her cheek. “It won’t help much, not with that toad of a man.”
“Why did he come back?” Alex asked. “Why leave Salem when he must have been as happy as a pig in muck up there?”
“I don’t know. Maybe he decided it was safe to come here now that Minister Walker has passed."
“Well, I hope he isn't staying."
"Amen to that." Matthew frowned.
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About the author
Anna was raised abroad, on a pungent mix of Latin American culture, English history and Swedish traditions. As a result she’s multilingual and most of her reading is historical- both non-fiction and fiction. Possessed of a lively imagination, she has drawers full of potential stories, all of them set in the past. She was always going to be a writer – or a historian, preferably both. Ideally, Anna aspired to becoming a pioneer time traveller, but science has as yet not advanced to the point of making that possible. Instead she ended up with a degree in Business and Finance, with very little time to spare for her most favourite pursuit. Still, one does as one must, and in between juggling a challenging career Anna raised her four children on a potent combination of invented stories, historical debates and masses of good food and homemade cakes. They seem to thrive…
For years she combined a challenging career with four children and the odd snatched moment of writing. Nowadays Anna spends most of her spare time at her writing desk. The children are half grown, the house is at times eerily silent and she slips away into her imaginary world, with her imaginary characters. Every now and then the one and only man in her life pops his head in to ensure she’s still there.
Other than on her website, www.annabelfrage.com, Anna can mostly be found on her blog, http://annabelfrage.wordpress.com – unless, of course, she is submerged in writing her next novel. You can also connect with Anna on Facebook, Twitter and Goodreads.
There is Always a Tomorrow by Anna Belfrage
Publication Date: November 5, 2017
eBook & Paperback; ISBN: 9781788039666
Series: Graham Saga, Book #9
Genre: Historical Fiction/Time-Slip