There was a dead man in a pond. Nicki "saw" it over and over, both when she was awake and asleep. But she didn't know who it was, where the pond was or even if it was real or just a nightmare. The mud on her shoes and her clothes made her wonder if she had actually been there and had repressed the memory. Finally, not knowing if she is guilty or innocent, crazy or sane, she confided her fears to detective Jake Kelly.
Jake wanted to believe she was innocent, but his investigations proved that everything she had "seen" had been completely accurate. She had the most to gain and the most to lose. They both needed to know the truth...but truth brought danger.
The mists and fogs of the Rockies, the shifting play of light and shadow ... the imagination could easily conjure apparitions from the enchanted air that swirled around The Stanley Hotel. Rocky Mountain Magic . . . all it takes is an open heart.
There was a dead man in a pond. Nicki "saw" it over and over, both when she was awake and asleep. But she didn't know who it was, where the pond was or even if it was real or just a nightmare. The mud on her shoes and her clothes made her wonder if she had actually been there and had repressed the memory. Finally, not knowing if she is guilty or innocent, crazy or sane, she confided her fears to detective Jake Kelly.
Jake wanted to believe she was innocent, but his investigations proved that everything she had "seen" had been completely accurate. She had the most to gain and the most to lose. They both needed to know the truth...but truth brought danger.
The mists and fogs of the Rockies, the shifting play of light and shadow ... the imagination could easily conjure apparitions from the enchanted air that swirled around The Stanley Hotel. Rocky Mountain Magic . . . all it takes is an open heart.