Where the River Murray Runs

Thanks so much for having me in The Chair once again. What a wonderful year I've had watching my first book, Daughter of the Murray fly out into the wide blue and now so lucky to be able to launch Where The Murray River Runs. It's a companion book to 'Daughter', set in the 1890s part in Bendigo, part in Echuca on the Murray. There's a family connection between the two books and other than that, it's a stand alone single title. Where The Murray River Runs is also available as an ebook on all international sites so I'm very happy about that.
 
Thanks to you and your readers here, Annie, I've met lovely people and have had great feedback. I look forward to hearing from everyone soon. 

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Excerpt from Chapter Forty-one of Where the Murray River Runs by Darry Fraser
 
 
My baby. A rush of love surged in her chest, swelled her heart. She would love this little boy fiercely until the day she died and then into the hereafter.
She sniffed and let her hand trail off the cot. Checking that her aunt’s door was closed, she moved silently to her own room, its spartan furniture still alien and unwelcoming. Soon that would change because James would bring back other pieces, or order some more furniture to be delivered.
Under the pillow, she withdrew Mary’s two letters and laid the opened one aside. With a deep breath, she sat on her bed and held the unopened one between her palms. Would Mary tell her how to bring up her child? What name to call him? How she was to be remembered to him?
Linley slid a fingernail against the seal of the envelope. It opened easily, as if ready for her. She withdrew the only page inside and took a deep breath.
My dear Miss Seymour …
 

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