Voyage of Abigail

IA Steampunk romantaasy adventure novel. Josias Lancaster had a dream. A wonderful woman who he loved and who loved him. Together they shared a dream of visiting far away places in the fantastic flying machine he built. The dream ended when she died suddenly and unexpectedly Now he has a second chance. New love can be found after loss. But will this new woman in his life be willing to pick up the old dream with him? Especially if the flying machine has been named after his lost love. Josias and Ann embark on what was to be a simple flight to Paris. They never reach Paris. Instead, a terrific and unusual storm over the Atlantic carries them far off their course. There they find a strange world among people unlike themselves. But from among that people, Ann gains a son. And a crew member gains a wife. The story contains important subplots - the story of an orphan named Matthew and the love between Harold and Hannah. The author weaves biblical themes such as adoption, love, second changes, and answered prayer throughout the book. The values and expressions are from another era that are desperately needed in today’s dark world. Still, the Christian themes enhance the story. 'Voyage of Abigail,' is the second book in the 'Legacy of Abigail' series. However, you need not to have read the first book to enjoy this one. Dooley’s storytelling style is well-crafted and easy to understand. While there are elements and characters from the first book, this story stands strongly on its own. The author does a marvelous job of creating the characters and environment that make the story very believable and interesting. He has the ability to create a world so rich in detail that you can see yourself being there. It is a hard book to put it down. (An excerpt from the book)------Ann Lancaster awoke in a fright. Something was wrong. She felt herself about to be tossed from the bed. Laying on her back, with her right hand, she punched Josias who was sleeping next to her. The tossing from the bed did not happen, but the fear of it remained. Shocked out of a deep sleep, he awoke and instantly sat up in bed. Then he almost fell over, and would have, had he not thrown out both hands against the mattress to steady himself. The ship was rolling. Rolling severely from side to side. Against the closed window panes behind them, the whistle of angry winds buffeted the glass. They were flying above the ocean through the midst of a storm. And it was no meek storm. The ship was swinging from side to side, and now a hard bump jolted it, and sent Ann’s heart pounding with fear. 'What’s happening, Honey?' she asked, in a hoarse whisper. 'A storm,' he answered, in the low whispery quality which was his voice. 'It seems to be a big one.'