She'd seen the omen of change

Kimberly was too wrapped up in heartache to give much thought to the significance of a ghost-white squirrel's appearance. But Australian folklorist Alec Shaughnessy's presence was another matter.

She resented him for forcing her to see that the feelings she'd once called love were as insubstantial as shadows. Just as she resented him for encouraging her aunt to reminisce about her youth at the court of a powerful Indian rajah, where greed and treachery had surrounded the mysterious disappearance of a priceless topaz.

Change had come to Eureka Springs. Alec had brought it. And none of them might ever be the same again