I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

CLONE THREE: BOOK ONE
The fate of the world lies in the hands of a clone who can't remember anything...
 
"Clone Three." The old man's voice is a softly echoing sound, volume and pitch altering as he speaks, as if over a great distance. "Pay attention, dear. Final instructions." 

Is he talking to me? He must be. His holographic eyes seem to be meeting mine, he looks at me with great expectation. And yet as I lie here and begin to regain sensation and control, I realize I not only have no idea where I am, what I'm doing here. 

I haven't a clue who I am. 
 
Clone Three wakes in a decaying city she is sure doesn't match the one she came from. If only she could remember. She has a purpose at least--she must find her fellow clones and the statue whose image is embedded in her mind. But she is lost, surrounded by a dead and crumbling metropolis, fought over by those who have been altered by the illness that has ravaged humankind, turning survivors into strange and terrible new forms. She must risk everything, including the safety of those who try to help her, in order to fulfill her task. But is she this crumbling world's salvation... or the source of its downfall?
 
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Clone Chronicles

Crawlers everywhere. I don't resist Brick as he pulls me back, away from the view to face the interior of the park. I gesture to the dog to hold off his attack before he's harmed. There are too many of them, Crawlers rounding up my friends, the crew, flooding the green space, even for Duet and I to handle. We need to wait, to see where this takes us.


Who she is. Though in my aching heart, replacing the powerful urge to be here, I think I already know.


The lead truck pulls to a halt while the ground troops stomp forward. Cade appears from the passenger door, descends, smirking even as he offers a hand to one of the Crawlers exiting behind him. The soldier steps forward, pulling the rounded metal helmet free.


She smiles at me, waves from inside the white light


My sister clone's expression is soft, almost kind as she tosses her helmet to Cade and begins to remove her gloves slowly, one finger pull at a time, while my friends are dragged forward, shoved to their knees before her.


Chapter 98: Clone One