Fossil History

By Meyari McFarland

Red Rock was gorgeous, no doubt about it, hot but gorgeous. Vivian's fossil site on Turtlehead Mountain was more beautiful than most.

Not that it mattered if she couldn't get her fossil out of the field without it shattering into rainbow glitter and tiny shards.

One week left and they'd be gone for the season. Vivian had to get her fossil out, no matter what.

Her boyfriend Ash wasn't going to stop her. Her secret crush and best friend Iman could warn her off all she liked. Even Professor Angel wasn't going to stop Vivian.

The unicorns, though?

They might just stop Vivian. Or they might help.

If Vivian was really lucky she might even survive the encounter.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MDR Publishing
• Release date: Jan 11, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386987208

Meyari McFarland

Meyari McFarland has been telling stories since she was a small child. Her stories range from SF and Fantasy adventures to Romances but they always feature strong characters who do what they think is right no matter what gets in their way. Her series range from Space Opera Romance in the Drath series to Epic Fantasy in the Mages of Tindiere world. Other series include Matriarchies of Muirin, the Clockwork Rift Steampunk mysteries, and the Tales of Unification urban fantasy stories, plus many more. You can find all of her work on MDR Publishing's website at www.MDR-Publishing.com.

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Fossil History

Other Books by Meyari McFarland:

A New Path

Following the Trail

Crafting Home

Finding a Way

Go Between

Like Arrows of Fate

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Out of Disaster

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The Shores of Twilight Bay

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Coming Together

Following the Beacon

The Solace of Her Clan

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You can find these and many other books at www.MDR_Publishing.com.

Fossil History

Meyari McFarland

MDR Publishing

Copyright ©2017 by Mary Raichle

Print ISBN: 978-1-944269-90-6

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This story is dedicated to Jennifer for giving me the nudge to combine unicorns and paleontology.

Contents

Fossil History

Other Books by Meyari McFarland:

Author’s Note: Day Hunt on the Final Oblivion

1. Change of Command

2. Evening Prowl

Afterword

Author Bio

Fossil History

Vivian panted as she scrambled up to the fossil site. Red Rock was gorgeous, no doubt about it, hot but gorgeous. Especially around Turtlehead Mountain. The bare valley with its scrub-dotted plains looked, at this height, like the platform for a model train set. An old west one with a fake steam locomotive puffing as it pumped along the tiny tracks .

Up here, above the others' dig sites, Vivian could smell more than the dust and plaster they'd all gotten coated with as the dig wound towards its inevitable end. The smell of the honey mesquite mixed with the scrubby juniper curled around the boulder to her left. Purple sage grew up here, too, peeking out from damper spots where water seeped towards the surface as it made its way down into the valley. Nothing smelled like Red Rock or looked like it.

One week left and they'd be gone for the season. Too soon by far. Vivian still had three sites she'd wanted to get to but hadn't. Just like always, the mountains were full of things to investigate and dig up.

Of course, the mountains in the distance weren't anything her uncle could have created for his train sets. Bands of brown, tank and brilliant red rock swept across the mountains as far as Vivian could see. Up high, near the top of the mountains would be shattered larger fossils. Down deep, near the base, she wasn't likely to find much of anything. Too easy there. They'd already been picked over this summer.

Not that Vivian cared about the older sites on the far side of the valley. Her site was better. Harder to get to, sure, but still better. She shifted her feet, sending a shower of sand and crumbled rock down towards Ash and Rashmi, working down near the base of the cliff with Professor Angel.

No, don't call her that. Even thinking it was a bad idea. She'd smack Vivian if Vivian slipped and used Professor Nascimbene's first name. Tall as