Georgia Charles opened her eyes and stared into the darkness of the room. Tilting her head, the red LED lights on the alarm clock showed 4:00 a.m.
Apprehension filled her to the core. She threw the covers aside and sat up.
Shaking off the memory of a bad dream, she left the bedroom and settled into her father"s favourite armchair in her parents" living room. Dawn broke through the last remnants of night with the promise of a bright, spring day. Georgia smiled, remembering the rainstorm she"d travelled through the day before on the ferry from Gibsons to her parents" home in North Vancouver.
Five years previous, a cheating husband, who"d left her for his pregnant mistress led her to the Yukon to spend time with her best friend, Marion. Her own pregnancy had come as a shock a few days befo
