The Tuareg (1828-1830) sweeps you into the life and times of a young Virginia plantation woman, a dashing aristocratic Frenchman, and a noble, but rough-edged Tuareg chieftain of the desert.

REVIEW

Fleur Caldwell is unaware of the plans her uncle has for her (but they) are foiled when (she) overhears (them) and escapes. She is shipwrecked, kidnapped and stranded in the (Sahara) until she is rescued from certain death….

The thought and care that Mr. DiGuido has put into this novel is incredible. History has collided with fiction to form this terrific book.

Reviewed by: Kimberly
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EXCERPT

At first light a lone rider spotted a speck of white far off on the desert floor; instinct whispered it was human; premonition told him it was alive. Seeing airborne vultures the rider dug spurs into his camel’s flank. "Run, Lachlar!" he commanded. "Run as toward an enemy!" The rough-hewn face of the rider echoed the shapes of the desert mountain crags; long nose, straight and ridge-like; angular cheeks as if sculpted by the wind; rock chin covered by a black beard sprinkled gray; lean, strong body " testimony to forty-three years on his beloved Sahara. Swathed in a dark blue burnous, what little skin showed through this swirling fabric was the color of a lion’s coat, but, oddly, tinged with blue. Save for glittering black eyes no other feature was visible; his face was veiled. He was a Tuareg. A "blue man" of the desert.