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What if, after death, we were somehow allowed to take care of those we leave behind?
Some things in life are unexplainable. How it ends is not always what we expect. Charlie Wolf looked forward to a long life. But what he wanted was not in the cards. Charlie had it all. A loving wife, a booming business, and a horse ranch that made them both happy. Then he was gone. Heaven can wait. Soon after his death, Charlie's spirit discovers his wife, Remi, could not recover from losing her soul mate. Remi lost interest in life and even her will to compete in horse shows. The loss of her husband sent Remi into a downward spiral of hopelessness. Charlie knew that the one thing he had to finish was making sure that his wife Remi could go on. This is their story and how the universe allowed Charlie to end it. |
What Do Our Readers Say?
"5-Stars!
I'm a dog mama, so I oved this book! Charlie loved Remi with all his heart! Their love story is not your typical one. There is no means that someone will go to when it comes to saving your loved one. The only problem with the story is that it is too short! If you are an animal lover, you will adore this story."
~ Billye Herndon
I'm a dog mama, so I oved this book! Charlie loved Remi with all his heart! Their love story is not your typical one. There is no means that someone will go to when it comes to saving your loved one. The only problem with the story is that it is too short! If you are an animal lover, you will adore this story."
~ Billye Herndon
"5-Stars!
A beautifully-written story that will touch your heart and you will want a few copies for gifts. If you have ever lost a loved one, this will be the book for you. Even if you have never lost anyone, this is a must-read!"
~ Robin from Goodreads
A beautifully-written story that will touch your heart and you will want a few copies for gifts. If you have ever lost a loved one, this will be the book for you. Even if you have never lost anyone, this is a must-read!"
~ Robin from Goodreads
"5-Stars!
Can Charlie convince the powers in heaven to return him to his beloved Remi? He needs to save her, to give her a reason to go on without him, to once again find happiness. So he makes a very unusual bargain to return to his beloved wife; but can he accomplish his hearts desire without a human voice and four legs? We have been given a very different story of great love and perseverance, read it and learn of love between man and woman, as well as that of man and God's amazing four legged creatures. A story that will touch your heart."
~ Dina Bushrod
Can Charlie convince the powers in heaven to return him to his beloved Remi? He needs to save her, to give her a reason to go on without him, to once again find happiness. So he makes a very unusual bargain to return to his beloved wife; but can he accomplish his hearts desire without a human voice and four legs? We have been given a very different story of great love and perseverance, read it and learn of love between man and woman, as well as that of man and God's amazing four legged creatures. A story that will touch your heart."
~ Dina Bushrod
"What a great read.
I started reading The Reincarnation of Charlie this morning, with my first cup of coffee, and couldn't put it down. Got my second cup of coffee and finished the book. What a wonderful way to spend a Sunday Morning. I can't wait to start reading the next book."
~ Debbie Irwin
I started reading The Reincarnation of Charlie this morning, with my first cup of coffee, and couldn't put it down. Got my second cup of coffee and finished the book. What a wonderful way to spend a Sunday Morning. I can't wait to start reading the next book."
~ Debbie Irwin
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Sample Chapter
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©Penn Scripter
©Penn Scripter
“So, I’m dead.” Charlie dropped his hands to his sides. That made sense. The accident. The truck crushing him. Waking up in this weird place, naked. “This isn’t a dream.”
George gave a tight, patient smile. “Does it feel like a dream?”
“I don’t feel any different.” Hope filtered in his voice.
The spirit guide shook his head. “You know in your heart what’s true.”
He did. Yet it was still wrong. “It just happened so fast.”
“Yes, well, sometimes it’s better that way. So, about your other life—”
“Wait!” Charlie took two steps forward. “What about Remi?”
“Remi?” The spirit guide flipped through his chart again, eyes scanning the board. “Or, yes, your wife. I am so sorry about what happens to her . . .”
Charlie jerked up to his full height. “What do you mean? What happens to Remi?”
George slapped his hand over his mouth and back away. “Forget I said that . . . I . . . I wasn’t supposed to say anything. But it’ll be all right. You won’t remember anything in the next life.” He looked down at his toes, wiggled them, rolled his eyes, and looked upward at the sound of soft rumbling. “I’m sorry.”
Charlie grabbed the little guide by both shoulders this time and shook him. “You’d better tell me right now what’s happened to Remi!”
“I . . . I can’t . . . I’m not supposed to. I’m new. You’re my first case. I made a mistake.” The guide, his eyes wide, backed away.
Charlie took in a deep ragged breath. “What happened to Remi? It’s only been a few minutes since . . . since my accident.”
George sighed. “Well, you see, time doesn’t work the same here as it does down there. What’s minutes in purgatory is months down there.” George cautiously took Charlie by the arm and led him to two clear acrylic-looking chairs. “Here, sit down.”
“So, how long has it been?”
George scanned his clipboard. “It’s been six months since you passed on in Earth time.”
Charlie didn’t sit and faced George while trying to absorb what seemed impossible. “Please, for the love of God, if you’ve ever been alive or ever loved someone, please, please tell me what’s happened to Remi.”
George grimaced and shook his head. He wasn’t going to tell him.
The air constricted around Charlie. If anything happened to his wife because of his carelessness, it wouldn’t matter what next life he had; it would be haunted by the memory of losing someone he’d loved with all his being. Of letting the one person that mattered down.
Charlie stared at the board in George’s hands and made a split-second decision. He grabbed the clipboard out of the guide’s possession, turned, and started flipping through the notes.
“Hey! Give that back!” George leaped out of his chair and grabbed for the board, but Charlie circled and started running while reading.
“You’re not going to remember any of this!” George panted, following Charlie. “I’m a spirit guide, not a spirit chaser . . . Oh posh! Come back here.”
But what Charlie read stopped him in his tracks.
George gave a tight, patient smile. “Does it feel like a dream?”
“I don’t feel any different.” Hope filtered in his voice.
The spirit guide shook his head. “You know in your heart what’s true.”
He did. Yet it was still wrong. “It just happened so fast.”
“Yes, well, sometimes it’s better that way. So, about your other life—”
“Wait!” Charlie took two steps forward. “What about Remi?”
“Remi?” The spirit guide flipped through his chart again, eyes scanning the board. “Or, yes, your wife. I am so sorry about what happens to her . . .”
Charlie jerked up to his full height. “What do you mean? What happens to Remi?”
George slapped his hand over his mouth and back away. “Forget I said that . . . I . . . I wasn’t supposed to say anything. But it’ll be all right. You won’t remember anything in the next life.” He looked down at his toes, wiggled them, rolled his eyes, and looked upward at the sound of soft rumbling. “I’m sorry.”
Charlie grabbed the little guide by both shoulders this time and shook him. “You’d better tell me right now what’s happened to Remi!”
“I . . . I can’t . . . I’m not supposed to. I’m new. You’re my first case. I made a mistake.” The guide, his eyes wide, backed away.
Charlie took in a deep ragged breath. “What happened to Remi? It’s only been a few minutes since . . . since my accident.”
George sighed. “Well, you see, time doesn’t work the same here as it does down there. What’s minutes in purgatory is months down there.” George cautiously took Charlie by the arm and led him to two clear acrylic-looking chairs. “Here, sit down.”
“So, how long has it been?”
George scanned his clipboard. “It’s been six months since you passed on in Earth time.”
Charlie didn’t sit and faced George while trying to absorb what seemed impossible. “Please, for the love of God, if you’ve ever been alive or ever loved someone, please, please tell me what’s happened to Remi.”
George grimaced and shook his head. He wasn’t going to tell him.
The air constricted around Charlie. If anything happened to his wife because of his carelessness, it wouldn’t matter what next life he had; it would be haunted by the memory of losing someone he’d loved with all his being. Of letting the one person that mattered down.
Charlie stared at the board in George’s hands and made a split-second decision. He grabbed the clipboard out of the guide’s possession, turned, and started flipping through the notes.
“Hey! Give that back!” George leaped out of his chair and grabbed for the board, but Charlie circled and started running while reading.
“You’re not going to remember any of this!” George panted, following Charlie. “I’m a spirit guide, not a spirit chaser . . . Oh posh! Come back here.”
But what Charlie read stopped him in his tracks.
