Morning Loverlies,

Yes, it's that time again! Snippet Saturday! Which is hosted by the absolutely and totally kick sass Lauren Dane. (Thanks Lauren! You rock. Seriously, she does!) Today's theme is the "Springtime".

Let me be honest, I never appreciated Springtime until I started living in a place that had more than one season. Where I grew up, there was hot and hotter but here you actually have seasons and come to really, REALLY appreciate the thaw and spring coming after the long and sometimes harsh winter months.

Today's Snippet is from Make Me Remember can be found at Elloracave.com, and if you're interested in reading another excerpt you can find one here. Enjoy! And please make sure to stop by and visit the other Saturday Snippet Authors.

Hannah Bryant has always been different.

Since she was a child, she's had vivid dreams of dreams of death and loss. It's years later and Hannah is now a successful doctor. In a flash everything she has worked so hard is in danger when the dreams return with a vengeance.

Only the dreams haunting Hannah's sleep now are nothing like the ones that plagued her as a child. There is no blood, no death and no loss. Just a man who solicits a reaction from Hannah's body that's strangely familiar and startlingly brand new at the same time.

EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER THREE

*please note* There was a bit of a translation issue when Make Me Remember was published. Some kind of way, by accident a couple of Lakota words were replaced with words I'm not familiar with. So this is the original the way I wrote it.

I was at the back of the village near Mahpiya's aunt's tipila when I heard a commotion toward the front. Heart in my throat, I ran as soon as I saw the dust and heard the dogs yapping. My feet barely touched the ground as I flew toward the noise. I heard someone call my name. It might have been Mahpiya's mother or his sister, but I paid no attention. I rounded the second-to-last lodge at the front of the camp and cried out when I saw the raiding party had returned.

Wives embraced husbands. Mothers their sons, children their fathers. Warriors laughed and slapped each other on the back as they bragged about the coup they had counted and ponies they had stolen from the Absaroke. I searched the face of every person in the crowd, praying to see my beloved. I didn't hear any weeping, so I could only assume everyone who went had also returned. But I didn't see my man anywhere.

Tears welled in my eyes and the only thing that kept me going was hope. I got to the outskirts of the revelers and still didn't see him. Grief nearly buckled my knees and my stomach felt as if I'd been kicked. I wrapped my arms around myself and I turned to walk back toward the village when someone tapped my shoulder.

"Looking for someone, Sunshine?"

I froze, praying his voice wasn't a figment of my imagination. I turned and the world stood still. The noise from the celebration receded and so did everyone around us until it was as if we two were the last beings on earth.

My man stood heads above the other men, sweaty, grungy and grinning. Crying out, I threw myself at him, shivering as he caught me. The feel of his hands on my bare skin sent joy skittering through my body. Covering his face with kisses, I held him and cried.

"Mahpiya! Oh, God. You were gone so long. I thought something happened to you." Shame wasn't a word I knew as I babbled and peppered his face with kisses.

"Omašte, ceye šni yo." Don't cry, Sunshine. He squeezed me tighter and I cried harder. They were tears of relief and tears of pain. Relief because he had returned, pain because the thought of drawing another breath without him nearly broke my heart. And knowing the life we lived, this would not be the last time we would be apart for a significant amount of time.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this week's Saturday Snippet! You can read more Snippets below.

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