Reseña del libro "Mystic Sisters: Opposites in Life - Soulmates for Eternity (en Inglés)"
The woods were hypnotic with solemn stirrings. Lena sat on the ground next to the small pile of rocks. Time seemed to stand still. Eyelids drooped. Her head nodded... At first faint, then growing stronger, she awoke to a chirping whistle echoing through the forest. A lone eagle, soaring with the thermals, circled above for a few minutes before landing on the branch of a barren tree. Lena's eyes beheld its pure majesty, as the raptor seemed to blend into the woods until only its head remained visible. Staring down upon her, the head seemed to expand. Transfixed by the eagle's hypnotic eyes, Lena fell backwards to the ground, her body paralyzed in shock. Only her mind remained clear: I know who you are. From early childhood, LENA MILLS develops a steely determination for retribution. Empowered with the face of an angel, a drop-dead gorgeous body and cunning mind, she rips through adversity like an avenging tornado, leaving a trail of stunned antagonists and devastation in her wake. Raised in a mortuary, at an early age ANNE HENDERSON learns she has the power of a medium. A loner with the ability to communicate with live animals and dead people, she ponders the meaning of life until meeting and befriending her polar opposite, Lena Mills. Lena and Anne discover they have one thing in common: both have bedded Congressman WINTHROP ROCKLEDGE STEDMAN III - a randy, rising star in Florida politics. Payback is Hell for the libidinous letch as both women plot embarrassing retribution. (Think: Thelma and Louise meet Bill Clinton) Over time, Lena and Anne develop a strong friendship...until a life-threatening challenge tests their commitment to each other. Hold onto your sides as you wind your way through three decades of small town Central Florida, replete with quarreling townsfolk, a no-nonsense sheriff with a legendary ancestor, Cubano hit men, exotic dancers, a haunted house, and a former Ziegfeld Follies girl who still high kicks at age 80. Stir in a Dracula wannabe, a well hung skunk, and one nasty alligator named "Ol' Clyde" and you've got a recipe for laugh-out-loud mayhem.
