You can't go home again. Or can you? Half Native American, Fran Jonas has seen the best and worst of life on the reservation and in the city. Although she fled the rez's restricting limits as a teenager, now, ten years later, she's back. This time she's seeking escape from the abuse and degradation which put a sudden end to her glamorous days as a New York model. Her life has been a series of wrenching losses, leaving her afraid to care for anyone.
Ben Yazzie , a former Marine aviator who's started his own small airline, has been burned by one too many women who demanded more than he could give. He's come home to lick his wounds but also to prove he can be a successful businessman rather than a drunkard and failure, like too many of his fellow Native Americans. He's also seeking to reunite the split halves of his person, part InDinay, and part of the Outside World.
Ben becomes Fran's bulwark against danger, offering protection and a way to become an accepted member of the InDinay community once more. She soon learns she can trust him with her physical safety and even her spiritual healing, but what about her heart?
He finds her too intriguing to ignore. Although he dare not risk a relationship with her, she presents the two things he cannot resist: a puzzle and a challenge. Can he help her heal and find her true identity while keeping his emotions unscathed? As Fran and Ben follow twisting paths to their destiny, they learn love is the most Powerful Medicine of all.
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Having grown up in Arizona, Gwynn Morgan (aka Gaye Walton) finds an endless source of inspiration in the exciting history, the diverse natural beauty and the rich and varied cultural heritage of the southwest. She discovered the twin wonders of reading and writing in early childhood and recognized immediately the truth seen by her Celtic ancestors a millennia or two earlier, that in words lay the most powerful and potent of magic! She gravitated naturally to writing, following in the footsteps of a father who wrote stories and articles about outdoor adventures and a mother who penned verse. After a career with the U.S. Government as a civilian employee of the U.S. Army and Air Force, she settled into a second career centering around writing. She lives in a rustic little house in Arizona's Cochise County, an area rich in history and legend. The house is crammed full of books and shared with her personal hero, a former Marine and cop who also writes, and their two canine 'kids', Butch and Sadie. She is mom to three and "Gramma Gaye" to eight grandchildren. When she's not writing, she can be found bird watching, star gazing, working on sewing and craft projects, picking up rocks, taking pictures of flowers, sunsets, birds and scenery, listening to folk/ethnic music, or reading a book--usually one by a fellow RWA/Outreach writer.
"Having had the privilege of judging Powerful Medicine in two contests and finding it exceptional, I knew it was just a matter of time before it made its way into the hands of readers...I predict a bright future for this talented new author and that her star will shine long and bright in the world of publishing."Elizabeth Sinclair -- Best-selling Harlequin American Author
"Ms. Walton takes us through some very private ceremonial rituals of the Native American Culture and lets us experience it with her characters Fran and Ben...Powerful Medicine will enlighten, entertain, and bewitch you with its Native customs and its unusually told love story. Everything from the mystical old Medicine man, Willie, to the wise sage Maude will delight your hunger for characterization. A must read by all means."Rita Hestand -- Romancing the Web Reviews
Very highly recommended
"Author Gwynn Morgan provides an intriguing glimpse into Native American life in POWERFUL MEDICINE. As two souls torn between two worlds collide, the cultural difference between the white world and red world provide profound spiritual and psychological ramifications."Cindy Penn -- Wordweaving.com
"POWERFUL MEDICINE explores two hurting people who seek solace and acceptance in each other, all in a stunning setting."Linda Baldwin -- The Word on Romance
Fran idly watched a red and white truck pull up and park three lengths ahead of her. When two men got out, their vast differences caught her attention. The driver was Cody Jonas, while the second man looked shorter and heavier. He wore a shirt in colors even louder than Cody's, a shirt so new it still had wrinkles from its packaging folds. With that shirt, he sported stiff new jeans, flame-red cowboy boots and a big white western hat.
The attire might not be familiar, but the walk was. She'd often seen that swagger, the flaunted arrogance. It could be no one if it wasn't Sal Gambruzzi. Nobody else had quite the same exaggerated parody of cocky coolness he affected. Without further conscious effort, she made her decision.
Though the map in the phone book wasn't the greatest, she had studied it intently. She'd already looked up Ben Yazzie's address, too. Starting the SUV, she drove off, followed the directions she'd memorized. They led her right to 3252 Mariposa Way. The small tan-stuccoed and flat-roofed house faced east. Two juniper trees grew in the front yard, and a blue and white pickup sat in the carport. Unless Ben had another car, he was home.
Fran parked behind the pickup, climbed down and walked a few steps along a curved sidewalk. With a hand that wouldn't stay quite steady, she rang the door bell. When the chime sounded faintly from within, she held her breath.
For a long moment, she didn't hear anything else. Finally, the sharp rap of footsteps approached the door and it jerked open in front of her. Ben stood just inside, dressed in jeans and boots, a denim shirt hanging open to reveal a wedge of bronze, muscled chest.
Fran's gaze slid reluctantly up to his face. He scowled, his eyes hard and his mouth drawn into a taut, thin line. Whoops, had she arrived at an awkward time?
"Yes?" His gruff tone added to that impression.
"I . . . er . . . ."
"Fran? I didn't recognize you at first. That's some get-up. Something wrong?" His expression softened slightly as he recognized her.
Her nerves were too taut to allow her to appreciate the humor, although she knew she looked peculiar. "Can--uh--may I come in?" As much as she hated to intrude, she had to find shelter. Maybe within a set of walls, the chill expectancy shivering along her spine would ease. Although she kept trying to tell herself Sal would have no way of tracing her here, she couldn't convince her fearful heart.
Ben nodded as he stepped back. "Sure. Come on in. I called the Lake View while ago. When they told me you'd checked out, I didn't know what to think. What's going on?"
Fran eased past him and walked to the nearest seat, a simple sofa upholstered in textured beige. Because her legs felt as if they would not support her another moment, she didn't wait for an invitation to sit. Sinking onto the sofa, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"I guess I've got to tell you. It's not just me now, not just my trouble. Sal Gambruzzi is here! I saw him with Cody Jonas, not ten minutes ago, walking into a bar down on Canyon Boulevard, the one called 'The Kiva'."
Ben made a face as if he'd tasted something nasty. "I know the one. But who in hell is Sal Gambruzzi?"