"It's just a dream," Melissa Smith whispers as she stares
into the intense eyes of a man dressed in Colonial clothes,
as though he'd stepped out of an American Revolution movie
set. A school chaperone with Holmes Hole Elementary, she'd
boarded the old schooner Shenandoah for a weeklong
educational sail. But they are not visiting Plimoth
Plantation, the Boston Tea Party Museum, or the Concord
Bridge reenactment. They are sailing the waters around the
island of Martha's Vineyard. Yet, when she awakes in Cabin
8, the captain claims to be Isaiah Reed, who sailed the
original Shenandoah in the eighteenth century.
Melissa knows he cannot possibly be real. And traveling back
in time is impossible. But days pass, and she's still in 1770.
What if Isaiah, who is simply too handsome to be real, is
real? What if the fire he ignites in her from barely a touch
isn't in her imagination? Can a dream last for weeks on end?
If so, how will she find her way home . . . to the
twenty-first century? And can she bear to leave the one man
who has captured her heart, when everything in her longs to
stay?