
Ana lives in a California mission with her adopted siblings, wishing she could know someone like a mother one day. When she meets a healer of the Ohlone people who could fulfill that role, the mission sends her off to her birthplace in Alaska, a place she's never known.
As she sails with British Captain Vancouver, Master Joseph Whidbey and Lieutenant Peter Puget on their annual mapping tour of the Pacific, she meets a young man on ship who is returning home to Hawaii. When he pleads with her to stay in Hawaii with him, promising love and a home, she is torn, forced to choose between the only love she's ever known and the possibility of finding her mother in Alaska. Her choice could send her into an 18th century indigenous culture that could be dangerous, especially to her.
A wild ride . . . One of the strongest pieces of historical fiction I’ve encountered. Ana is bold and brilliant . . . gorgeous literary aspects –Judge, 29th Writer’s Digest Self-Published Book Awards
Rarely do I come across a book that makes me feel like I’m part of a major discovery. –A. J. Wells, Reader for Writer’s Digest
A wonderfully complete, beautiful picture of a society that was uncompromising and tough. A powerful tale told through the eyes of the indigenous people. Highly recommended. –Readers Favorite
An exceptional read. The heartfelt plotline is dramatic and moving, involving struggle, loss, braveness, love, determination, and hope; everything to make the story superb. Definitely recommended. –Schmuel Yaccoby, author of Kumaz
A wonderful discovery . . . I loved the characters. It reminded me how important it is for everyone to try to be a hero in life. –Mrs. Bea Ticked, UK (Amazon Review)
She grips the rail in a tight fist, standing exactly where Captain Vancouver had directed her to stand. Amid the harried activity and shouts of officers and crew and the flurry of gulls, she keeps her eyes attached to the shoreline and tells herself to breathe. In her mind, she relives Miguel and the soldier coaxing her onto the ship. She had frozen into stone, and they’d had to load her like a new calf, swinging her in a net over the water!