Janis grew up with special gifts that her grandparents did not stifle.
Imagine being able to not only be aware of a person's true intent, but what troubled them, what they needed help with.
Now jump ahead several years.
What was she to do when promptings she started receiving were about someone she hadn't met, the man with the wonderful hair? After asking a friend to find out some specific information to find out who the man was, Janis found out herself through a chance meeting while walking her dogs.
His name was Tony.
The random meetings continued, raising more questions, especially when Tony revealed he had waited twenty years to meet her.
They were drawn together but remained distant, neither wanting to intrude on the other but at the same time knowing they were meant to be together.
Black Pawn Press White roses: a memoir, paperback/janis a. pryor
