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And she can’t believe what she discovers.
The second book in the Lake To Coast Series, the story can be enjoyed as a stand-alone, but readers of the first book will find extra fun in the dynamics between the old and new protagonists, comparing the neighborhood styles on opposite sides of the lake, and in knowing more about the backgrounds of other characters that are further developed.
Across the Lake reveals more secrets in the close-knit community on Lake Norman and also takes readers through Spanish moss and salt spray to the famed Outer Banks of North Carolina. Romantic tensions get steamier and relationship complexities come to light on a “what happens here, stays here” getaway.
Meanwhile, a scandal continues to simmer, begging to be sorted out...but at what cost?
Will Kat find what she’s looking for on Lake Norman or on Ocracoke Island?
Excerpt from Across the Lake by Nancy LiPetri
“Yes! We’re in time,” he said, stopping where the beach began sloping toward the surf. He pulled her down to the ground before he let go of her hand. She crouched, watched him sprawl on his stomach and point the camera across the beach surface. At shells? They were still in loose sand, but close to where it became firm and wet with the tide. That’s when she saw they were not alone. Little black eyes on stalks popped up just inches in front of her. Then she saw some dark sand being flung from a hole about the diameter of a beach umbrella pole. The more she looked, the more crabs she saw.
“Oh my god, there are hundreds.” She couldn’t believe the numbers. “Are they fiddler crabs?”
“Close. They’re called ghost crabs. See how they’re sort of translucent.” He had removed the lens cap and was focusing the camera at the little crustaceans, clicking away. Every direction she peered over the beach surface, pairs of eyes on silly stalks popped up and down, bits of sand flew out of holes, and light color crabs skittled sideways on their spiny legs, disappearing into holes as quickly as they popped up. Another and another, some small as a quarter, others as wide as your palm. They were comical and magical. Matthew’s childlike enthusiasm was contagious as he focused and re-focused the camera, his cap falling off, down his back. Kat caught herself giggling.
And then there was the sunrise. She stepped to the surf’s edge, let foam wash over her toes as she watched the rising glow spread streaks of pale yellow and sweet pink across the water’s horizon. She couldn’t look away, didn’t want to miss a moment of the change as the sun emerged as a rosy sliver on the ocean’s purple crest, then slowly ascended, becoming round and golden behind a milky screen of thin clouds. It had been so long, years, since she had seen anything like it. That had been at the Pacific. A sunset. And she had never, ever seen a sunrise on an ocean.
This is indeed a subtler beauty on the east coast, she decided. Dunes and grasses and flat expanses as opposed to the dramatic rocky cliffs she had seen in California. Lucky to get to compare the two.
Matthew was now standing beside her, photographing the sunrise. Then he stepped back. “Turn, just a bit,” he directed her. She held her poof of hair back, closed her eyes and smiled into the warming dawn.
About the Author:
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Her writing brings the Carolinas to life with familiar names and facts and she also shares her photography from the area on a Lake Norman Board.
Her stories also reveal fascination with psychology and the power of the subconscious. Her characters find themselves struggling with dark thoughts, confusion and temptations. What will they dare to share and act upon? Common themes to The Wooded Path and Across the Lake are infidelity, mortality, morality, and love of all kinds. Content is adult; romance may get steamy yet not graphic. Nancy’s writing has been called vivid, unflinching, realistic and relatable.
She hopes her various characters will reassure readers they are not alone in their secret dilemmas. Readers are bound to recognize a bit of themselves or a friend in the cast of characters. Above all, her stories are intended to entertain with short chapters that keep you flipping pages.
When she’s not at her desk writing with the help of her two cats, and when not having to “social distance” you’ll find her at the beach (often with camera), practicing yoga with neighbor pals and working on her game with the pickleball club (she and hubby play some mean mixed doubles). She also enjoys connecting with fellow wildlife enthusiasts, friends, and readers on social media. Stop by her Facebook and say Hi.
