The Girl In The Coal Camp House: The Haunting of Shannon Fitzp...

82-year-old woman pens a piercing 76-year-old painful truth through fiction: Yvonne Dorsey shares a haunting truth about life and death in a West Virginia Coal Miners Camp through her latest book, "The Girl In The Coal Camp House." The image on the front cover reflecting that sadness, was of Yvonne, taken as a first-grade school photo, one month after the death of her father. The Girl in the Coal Camp House completes the Riverbooks trilogy. After its publication, Yvonne realizes that she has been trying to write the ultimate story from day one, in preceding books, “Powhantuwa’s River” and its companion book, “Run to My River” both of which reflect separate issues of her haunting nightmares and influenced many facets of her life. The Girl in the Coal Camp House: Shannon Fitzpatrick has reoccurring nightmares of a sad little girl with big scared eyes looking through a window of a small old abandoned house. When she tries to help the little girl, the poor scared creature disappears into the fireplace. Shannon gets locked in and left alone in the dark house. Once awake, she is forced to find a reason for her nightmares or suffer endless haunting dreams. Her research leads her to a family secret, finally brought to light through the dedicated support of a grief counselor. The Girl In The Coal Camp House, and its preceding books, Powhantuwa’s River and Run to My River, are available at https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00M9TO9S4

From the Inside Flap

She looked at me from the window of the small house. A raggedy curtain moved behind her. Although I was afraid, I went inside to help her. My heart was pounding as I ran through the chambers of the little house. There was no one there. Suddenly, the little girl appeared. She appeared to be as fearful of me as I was of her. I attempted to approach her, she disappeared into the fireplace.I swung around and stared at the fireplace. No one was there. There were no closets, no basement; only four rooms. I wondered where she could hide. I sobbed, "Where are you? I can't find you. Show yourself. Let me help you. Please let me help you."The house became dim. I panicked and careened around the rooms, crashing into doorways and furniture. I noticed a faint light and ran toward it. It was a large mirror. The terrified face was my own. I screamed and put my hands out in front of me; trying to fend off an attacker lurking nearby.I stumbled through the house. Finally getting the front door open, I ran into the light of day. Terrified, crying and screaming for help, I turned on my heels and tried to run through the gate. A big man wearing a hat and topcoat was holding the gate. I could not escape to the road. I shrieked at him. He stepped aside, allowing allowed me to pass. I ran into the road.

From the Back Cover

"The Girl in the Coal Camp House," a fictional heart-warming story about life in a Coal Miner's Camp: about losing a parent; the traumatic effects it has on a young child, and the importance of sympathetic counseling.

About the Author

Yvonne Dorsey, the mother of three adult offsprings and three grandchildren, is a native of West Virginia and daughter of a deceased Coal Miner. She delights in writing short stories, prose, poetry, and songs. For additional bio and relationship to explorer Daniel Boone, look at bio on Powhantuwa's River and/or Run to My River.

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