Healer of Carthage: A Novelby Lynne Gentry
A twenty-first-century doctor. A third-century plague. A love out of time.
First-year resident Dr. Lisbeth Hastings is too busy to take her father’s/b>
A modern-day doctor gets trapped in third-century Carthage, Rome, where she uncovers buried secrets, confronts Christian persecution, and battles a deadly epidemic to save the man she loves.
A twenty-first-century doctor. A third-century plague. A love out of time.
First-year resident Dr. Lisbeth Hastings is too busy to take her father’s bizarre summons seriously. But when a tragic mistake puts her career in jeopardy, answering her father’s call seems her only hope of redeeming the devastating failure that her life has become.
While exploring the haunting cave at her father’s archaeological dig, Lisbeth falls through a hidden hole, awakening to find herself the object of a slave auction and the ruins of Roman Carthage inexplicably restored to a thriving metropolis. Is it possible that she’s traveled back in time, and, if so, how can she find her way back home?
Cyprian Thascius believes God called him to rescue the mysterious woman from the slave trader’s cell. What he doesn’t understand is why saving the church of his newfound faith requires him to love a woman whose peculiar ways could get him killed. But who is he to question God?
As their different worlds collide, it sparks an intense attraction that unites Lisbeth and Cyprian in a battle against a deadly epidemic. Even as they confront persecution, uncover buried secrets, and ignite the beginnings of a medical revolution, Roman wrath threatens to separate them forever. Can they find their way to each other through all these obstacles? Or are the eighteen hundred years between them too far of a leap?
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Healer of Carthage
LISBETH AWOKE DESPERATE FOR breath, gasping and sputtering as if she’d been submerged in water for a week. Her attempt to sit up sent jolts of pain through her branded palm. How long had she been out? She remembered falling through the cave floor, but how did she end up face-planted against cold stones that reeked of urine? Had bandits raided their camp? Knocked her unconscious?
Red sandals adorned with an ivory crescent on the strap stepped into her line of sight. “This one, Felicissimus? Or the one on the wall?”
From the nasal tenor of the voice she could tell the speaker was male, but the pounding in her temporal lobes garbled his dialect. What did it matter if he was Libyan, Egyptian, or Tunisian? She wasn’t alone. Help had come.
Lisbeth tried to lift her head.
A foot from behind came down hard upon her cheek. “And where do you think you’re going, whore?” The man towering over her spoke the same language she’d just heard. Her mind sorted through her repertoire of languages and landed on a form of Latin, words similar to the ones Aisa used to curse Nigel.
Lisbeth writhed beneath the pressure. Every bone in her body hurt. Bile burned the back of her throat. The foul taste of regurgitated lamb tortillas mingled with the metallic tang of blood in her mouth.
She freed an arm, made a fist, and hammered the foot grinding into her cheek.
Greater force from the shoe sole threatened to snap her jaw. “Bind this tiger.” Someone grabbed Lisbeth’s free wrist and held it while they yanked her other arm out from under her aching body. Before she could react, her hands were bound together. None of this made any sense.
“You’re gonna regret hurting me,” she ground out.
“I believe you’ve found a spirited one, Felicissimus.” Male. Condescending. Definitely speaking a more refined form of Aisa’s Latin. Maybe he would help, but then again, she couldn’t tell what was real or what was a head-trauma imagining.
“Make them let me go,” she pleaded between pressed lips.
“Inflict any more damage, and I won’t pay you a copper, old boy.” The cultured voice demanded respect. The foot was promptly removed.
Someone suddenly jerked Lisbeth to her feet and crushed her hands while cutting the bindings from her wrists. Freedom. Except for being held in place. That’s when she noticed the tall guy next to her. He had a shaved head and wore only a towel wrapped around his waist. She wondered what Craig would think of some half-naked guy manhandling her. Her fiancé was not nearly as sculpted as this brute, but he was wiry and fast. Craig could at least get in a couple of good punches if he were here. Wherever here was. Probably some godforsaken hole across the Egyptian border.
“Craig?” Lisbeth swayed, her balance as questionable as those dizzy homeless drunks who frequented the ER. “Papa?”
People she did not recognize spun in her blurry vision. A naked boy she guessed to be no older than ten. Two glassy-eyed women stripped to the waist. And three people dressed like toga-clad statues in Italian fountains.
“Where’s Papa?” Lisbeth dug her nails into the arm of the tall guy with an iron grip. “What have you done with my father?”
A barrel-shaped man wearing a white, king-size sheet trimmed with a crimson braid lifted her chin. “Wherever did you find this little Thracian, Felicissimus?” Bulging black eyes and a dough-ball face indicated the possibility that this guy had a thyroid problem. Jewels dripped from his thick neck. Fishy halitosis, symptomatic of chronic kidney failure, soured his breath. Definitely a cut above the TV rebels that tossed homemade grenades on the streets of Libya. “One of the best properties you’ve brought me in years.” He spun a wicked glance in the direction of a matronly woman draped in emerald silk and wearing a thin veil across the bottom half of her face.
“Think,” Lisbeth muttered to herself. “What happened? Am I dreaming?” She concentrated on regaining her focus. She surveyed the dank cell again. Her breath caught. How had she missed the chains that attached the wrists of the little boy and the half-naked women to the wall? “Wait until my father finds out you’ve taken me captive!”
Felicissimus, a slimeball with a dribble trail down the front of his dingy yellow dress, continued his conversation with the fishy dough-ball guy. Neither one of them seemed to understand English. Either that or neither was the least bit concerned about the accusations she yelled at the top of her lungs.
“I knew you’d like her, Aspasius. But if I can guarantee the quality of the treasure, does it really matter where I acquired it? Such a rare beauty was meant to grace the proconsul’s palace, would you not agree?”
The richly dressed guy in the sheet limped forward and grabbed Lisbeth’s chin. His fingers squeezed off her string of curses. While his globe-shaped eyes raked her body, he yanked her face from side to side. “Good teeth. Passable complexion.” His smile, more a pleased smirk, sent a jolt of alarm through Lisbeth’s tense body. “She is not to be exhibited in the common slave market.”
“Slave?” Lisbeth jerked her chin free and kicked him in the shins. “I’m not for sale, you sorry son of a—”
“Owww.” Aspasius grabbed his injury. “You little vixen.”
“Shall I have Metellus use the whip on her, proconsul?” Felicissimus nodded to the guy in the towel. In a flash, Metellus’s thick arm coiled around Lisbeth’s neck. “Or I have the iron hot if you want her ear pierced to break her spirit a bit.”
Lisbeth wrenched against the pressure closing off her air supply.
Aspasius held up his hand, his pointy-tooth grimace transforming his face into an angry weasel. “No additional marks. I want nothing to mar her beauty.” He leaned in close, his breath a nauseating combination of sardines and some sort of gastrological problem that made Lisbeth gag. “If you can give me some kind of assurance that she can learn the language of the empire well enough to at least follow commands, we have a deal.”
With any luck, the visual daggers she hurled in the dough ball’s direction would prick his pompous head and let the air out of those oversize jowls. Summoning her linguistic command, Lisbeth spat out, “I not only speak your foul tongue; I read it and write it.”
The room went silent.
“Beautiful and smart.” Aspasius stroked her hair with the back of his hand. He dragged his large signet ring across her face. “Intoxicating.”
The matronly brunette stepped forward. “Do we really need another slave?” Although the woman spoke to the proconsul, her kohl-rimmed eyes drilled holes into Lisbeth.
Aspasius turned and backhanded the woman, nearly knocking her out of her pearl-crusted sandals. “If you will not serve me, I’ll buy one who will.”
“Hey!” Lisbeth lunged. “What do you think you’re doing?” A strong arm reeled her in. “Leave her alone, you barbarian.”
The rigid woman righted herself without so much as a rub to the welt his ring had left upon her cheek. “May she bring down curses upon your house.”
“As did you.” Aspasius spit at her, then turned and clamped a hand on Lisbeth’s face. “Know this, my Thracian beauty. Displease me, and you too will be replaced.” He turned to Metellus. “Strip her, and take her to the sunlight. I have a right to know exactly what I am getting beneath these filthy rags.”
“And miss the thrill of surprise when you drag her to your bed?” The new voice entering the mix smoldered with disgust.
Aspasius glanced over his shoulder. “Cyprian!”
Lisbeth strained against her bindings.
“How little regard you have for your toys.” The owner of the commanding voice filled the doorway. Even in this poor light, she could tell that the latest arrival to her crazy dream was tall, blond, and exceptionally well built. Maybe he was also kind, or at the very least willing to help her get free of these bindings, because she was too banged up to walk far, let alone escape their pursuit. Daring to hope, she shouted for help using her best Latin.
Aspasius protectively stepped between her and the intruder at the door. “Old friend, what brings you to my private showing?”
Lisbeth rose on her tiptoes.
“Reports that my least-favorite client is once again dabbling in illegal slave trading.” This possible knight in shining armor looked past Aspasius and locked cool blue eyes on her. “Have you acquired this property from looters, Felicissimus?”
“Oh no, my patronus.” Felicissimus rushed forward. “Since you so eloquently secured my acquittal, I’ve put my unscrupulous trading days far behind me.” The greedy little slave trader scurried back to Lisbeth and raised the shredded cuff of her pants. “See, Cyprian, she has the whitened foot of one purchased abroad. All quite legal, I can assure you.”
Lisbeth glanced at her feet. The hiking boots were gone, and her entire left foot was covered in some sort of white chalky substance. What kind of crazy dream was she having? She remembered touching a painting in the cave, but after that, things got fuzzy. If she was lucky, she’d fallen and hit her head, and this was simply a concussed hallucination.
Since when was a head injury better than dealing with desert bandits? Feeling unhinged by either possibility, Lisbeth thrashed and kicked. The arm of the bare-chested man continued to crush her windpipe.
“If you came by this property legally, why would you not do as the law allows and give me first rights, Felicissimus?” Cyprian ducked to avoid the doorframe and strode into the room, an intimidating presence decked in swirls of cream silk that conformed to his muscular chest. “Surely you’ve not misplaced your patron loyalties?”
“No. Never.” The nasty little man tugged at the neck of his tunic. “It’s just that our esteemed proconsul put in his order quite some time ago. I simply fill the requests as the merchandise becomes available.” Sweat glistened on the old man’s brow. “Happy to do the same for you, Cyprian? What with the emperor’s campaign season coming to a close, all sorts of new conquests are sure to go on the block. Give me but a week, my good man. I’ll find you a tasty delight. You prefer your maidens dark or fair?”
Fire ringed Cyprian’s piercing blue eyes. “I prefer my pro bono clients to remain free of disreputable entanglements.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” The trader’s brows quirked. “Or the profit for either of us?”
Cyprian reached for the knife tucked in his belt. “Felicissimus.”
With a resigned sigh, the slave broker waved his hand. “Release her, Metellus.” He shoved Lisbeth, and she stumbled toward Cyprian. “Here, examine the slut for yourself.”
“Now see here, Felicissimus!” Aspasius’s cheeks flamed. “We had a deal.”
“Feel free to counter, consul.” The slave broker grinned. “A decent bidding war would go a long way toward feeding the many mouths that populate my household, especially since the unfortunate arrival of my mother-in-law.”
“I’m not a slave.” Lisbeth searched Cyprian’s eyes. “Help me. Please.”
Not even a flicker of compassion warmed the icy blue pools that seemed to look past her. “How much, Felicissimus?”
“I don’t belong here.” Lisbeth bolted for the door on wobbly legs.
Cyprian reached out and snagged her arm. He pulled her tight against his rock-hard body. His hot breath burned her ear. “Say nothing more, fool.” He ignored her hammering fists and the blows her heels landed on his shins. “How much, Felicissimus?”
“Two thousand sesterces.”
“Three,” Aspasius sputtered.
“Five,” Cyprian countered coolly.
“Five?” Aspasius bellowed. “Have you lost your mind, man? I paid four for an entertaining Germanic dwarf, and I can rent him out for parties.” He wrinkled his nose. “Look at her. A mule would be easier bedded.”
“You have a point, but I love a challenge.” Cyprian squeezed Lisbeth’s arm. “Six thousand sesterces. And I take immediate delivery.”
“Sold!” Felicissimus thrust his greedy hand at Cyprian. “Your marker will do until I can send Metellus to collect the full sum.”
“You little cheat.” Aspasius seized the neck of the trader’s soiled tunic, his nostrils flaring. “I’ll see you thrown to the lions.” He released him with a shove, grabbed the woman in green silk, and stormed to Cyprian. “Don’t think this is over, old friend.”
“Don’t think us friends,” Cyprian replied with a commanding air.
Muttering Latin curses, the proconsul dragged the woman dressed in silk from the cell, his gait beating an uneven rhythm on the cobblestones.
The matron craned her slender neck and shouted over her shoulder, “Run while you can!” Her perfect English stung Lisbeth’s ears.
Meet the Author
Lynne Gentry has written for numerous publications. She is a professional acting coach, theater director, and playwright. Lynne is an inspirational speaker and dramatic performer who loves spending time with her family and medical therapy dog.
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When I first saw this book in my library I couldnt put it down. This is such a great book that you will have to finish reading once you start. I personally think that Lynne Gentry does such a great job writing. The details are amazing and the way you can almmost connect with Lisbeth and Cyprian just makes it fun to read. What I love most about is how the characters evolve throughout the entitre story. This such an amazing book I cant wait vor the second one to come out.
Deb’s Dozen: 12-Word Summaries – Modern medicine collides with 3rd-century Carthage. Lost faith, lost mother, found love. Lisbeth Hastings, newly-minted physician, unsettled after her misdiagnosis of a baby’s condition results in the child’s death, flees to her father in the at his archeological dig in the Aqaba Pass. Her father, even after many years, still searches for his wife who disappeared in the vicinity of the Cave of the Swimmers – a cave with drawings of swimmers on the wall. Lisbeth tries to dissuade her dad from the search, but he insists he can sense her mother near. When Lisbeth goes to get her dad for dinner, she comes across an apparition resembling her mother near the entrance of the cave. Entering the cave the following day, Lisbeth notices a “family” of three figures and touches the red, middle figure – that of a child. Instantly the floor of the cave disintegrates, and Lisbeth finds herself, falling, falling … and wakes up on the slave block in ancient Carthage. Lisbeth is rescued from sure ownership by the proconsul by handsome citizen Cyprian Thacius. Taken to his estate, Ruth, the local Christian bishop’s wife befriends her and tries to make her comfortable. Lisbeth struggles to understand the how and what and why of her situation and also finds … her mother. How they interact, how they apply principles of modern medicine, and how they labor in a battle against a deadly epidemic forms the framework for the marvelous story of time travel and faith. Lisbeth struggles with both her situation with her mother and her personal faith. Healer of Carthage is a well-written novel with a well-developed depth to its characters and the environment of the ancient city. One can picture Carthage of the third century and learn about the society of that time. I was enthralled by the story and devoured the pages quickly. Gentry has also written a sequel that will release in 2015. Lynne Gentry’s novels have been finalists in contests with the American Christian Ficiton Writers and with WestBow Press. She is a professional acting coach, theater director and playwright with several full-length musicals to her credit. She is a pastor’s wife and the mother of two grown children – and she is obviously an extremely talented writer.
Healer of Carthage is an epic, romantic adventure! As I began reading, reality faded and I found myself caught up in another world. Excellent characterization, fascinating history, and a compelling storyline make Healer of Carthage a must read! I highly recommend this fantastic series!
Outlander fans, this is what to read while you're waiting for Gabaldon's next book! When first year resident Dr. Lisbeth Hastings is put on probation due to a medical error, she uses the time to check on her father. She travels to Tunisia, then to the archeological site where her father claims he's found her mother, who has been missing for 23 years. Before she can assess the old man for Alzheimer's, the cave floor drops out beneath her. She awakes a slave in 3rd century Carthage. Imminent death awaits at every turn from a vicious proconsul, violent soldiers, and a deadly epidemic, yet somehow a young man with Down syndrome managed to survive. Lisbeth desperately needs to find her way back to the 21st century and her medical career. Author Lynne Gentry weaves the ordeal of residency, fascinating archeological discoveries, the brutality of occupied Carthage, and timeless spiritual lessons into a suspense-filled romance.
Compelling start to a new series! Healer of Carthage is the first book in Lynne Gentry’s new The Carthage Chronicles series. It follows the story of Lisbeth Hastings and Cyprian Thascius. I’m not typically into time travel stories, but I’d heard great things about this one and decided to try it. I can happily say that it lived up to my expectations. Ms. Gentry does a wonderful job with the details and descriptions. I was quickly draw into the story and had to often remind myself that I wasn’t actually in third century Rome with the characters. I loved the modern feel to it, the comparisons between what we currently have and what life was like in that time. It provided a great reminder to be grateful for the advances we have, but also brought a new dimension to the story. I really enjoyed seeing Rome through both Lisbeth’s modern outlook and Cyprian’s ancient view. Lisbeth Hastings is the “heroine” in this story. I confess, I didn’t care for her at first. She is hard and closed off because of losing her mother at a young age, then struggling through med school and always feeling that she doesn’t measure up. When she loses a patient, it seems her world has fallen apart. She seeks redemption for her mistakes and acceptance for who she really is. She is a little annoying at first, as she tries to adapt to being back in time, but that is actually probably a pretty accurate reaction, so I can’t really complain. I did really enjoy watching her grow and come to care for the people she meets. She slowly begins to open up and let people in, and becomes more relatable. I also really liked her voice. She is a bit sarcastic and has a very blunt personality, along with a wry sense of humor. I often found myself laughing at one of her observations of ancient life. Cyprian Thascius is the “hero” and he was everything I had expected, along with a few surprises to keep him from seeming stereotypical. He is strong, kind, but also a little ruthless at times. He’s willing to do almost anything to protect those he loves, even if it seems less than ethical. He is a Christian, which was interesting, especially considering that during this time period the church was heavily persecuted. He is a young Christian though, and doesn’t always act in a way that is exactly a shining example of Christ, but this is also a very real and accurate portrayal. I loved seeing Lisbeth through his eyes, as he sees a strength she doesn’t. He also sees the kindness she tries to hard to hide. Their romance was interesting. It started out seeming a lot like an arrangement. There were few emotions involved, despite their attraction. Then as they got to know each other and learn their hearts, it slowly grew into something more. I enjoyed their sparring, as two very strong personalities clashed, but also the sweet moments that made me sigh. Their relationship isn’t as fully developed as I maybe would have liked, but it does have to continue to advance through the next two books. My favorite things about this book? How it drew me in and engaged my emotions. The descriptions were so vivid that I would look up from the book, a little surprised that I wasn’t in Rome. Even though some of the emotions it evoked weren’t positive ones, such as the outrage I shared with Lisbeth during the chapter when they are at the Roman games, I still loved being so thoroughly draw in. There were a couple times when a scene would be so intense that I would have to lay the book down and take a break for a while. I found myself thinking about some of the parallels drawn in it and asking some of my own questions. I love books that stay with me long after I’ve read the last page. Lynne is definitely an excellent writer, in my opinion. There are few authors who can pull me into a story like she does. I also loved the reality portrayed in this book. It isn’t all happily ever afters or sigh worthy endings. It is gut-wrenchingly honest about what life was like in ancient Rome: the upheaval, the political unrest, the corrupt officials, the religious persecution. All of it is woven through the story and I paints what I believe is a pretty accurate picture of what they faced in that time period. It’s obvious Lynne put a lot of time and research into making the story as true to the times as possible. Lynne also does a great job with the villains. I sincerely hated them and they were sufficiently disturbing. I’d really hoped some horrible fate would befall them. Unfortunately, we don’t get to find that out until the next book, or she may draw it out until the final one. So, I have awhile to continue hating them. While Cyprian is a Christian, there actually wasn’t as much spirituality as I had expected. I had hoped for more growth in Lisbeth’s faith, but I would have to assume that will come in later books. I had to keep reminding myself that this isn’t a standalone. It is written to tightly connect with the next one, so anything that seems left undone or unsaid, will probably be expounded on in one of the next books. One thing I will say is that I was so mad when I finished this book - I wanted the next one! I didn’t want to have to wait until Return to Exile releases in January 2015. We’re left with a huge cliffhanger and many questions, the biggest one being “What’s going to happen next?!” I will give you this warning, if you’re looking for a feel-good, happily ever after story, then this isn’t the book for you. It will take you through the wringer emotionally and leave you with a lot to think about. I highly recommend this book if you enjoy romance and suspense that draws you in from the start and doesn’t let you go until long after you’ve read the last page.
It's no secret that I love all things Ancient Rome. Which, of course, is why I had to read this book. And, I loved it. It was so rich with history and intrigue and was very enjoyable to read. Oh Lisbeth. Our main character. Yeah, I couldn't really stand her. From the beginning, she was rude and selfish, and all-around disagreeable. Then, she somehow travels back to the third century, which is a miracle in itself, and doesn't take a moment to listen to anyone else or figure out what's going on. She rushes into things without thinking about it, thinking only of herself. And the way she treated her mother...yeah, Lisbeth wasn't winning herself any favors. But the other characters. I loved them. From Magdalena, who was strong even when having to live with a brute who abused her, to Ruth who was kind and helpful to Lisbeth no matter how rude she was. And of course, Cyprian, the kind Christian who was trying to help Lisbeth only to have her lash out at him over and over again. He was a new convert, keeping his faith under wraps to avoid persecution, even as he accepted many others into his home and helped them, even the sick. This book was filled with history, and was obviously well researched. Carthage came alive in this novel, from the descriptions of the buildings and places, to the people. The gladiator games, the Senate house, all were described in a way that made you feel like you were experiencing it. Everything was on point, even up to the wedding and the festivities that would occur. This was a very enjoyable, entertaining book. There is no preaching at you, instead the faith aspect comes at you very gently, as Cyprian and his people learn what their newfound faith means, and as Lisbeth slowly comes to terms with this "cult". Even with such a disagreeable main character, this book was very enjoyable to read.
The Carthage Chronicles Dr. Lisbeth Hastings while on a suspended leave is summoned by her father to an archaeological dig. While exploring ancient cave drawings Lisbeth finds the ground literally disappearing from under her feet. When she regains consciousness she finds herself being sold as a slave to Cyprian Thascius. Angry and fighting for her life Cyprian drags her away to his home. He tries to calm her but she was beyond calming. God called upon Cyprian to save Lisbeth from being sold to an evil man. He finds himself draw not only by God to this woman but also by his heart. Lisbeth is forced into a situation to use her medical skills when two boys are brought into Cyprian's home during a Christian gathering. The Romans are out to destroy any of the followers of Jesus. How and why did she manage to be in Roman Carthage eighteen hundred years in the past? This story gave me goosebumps when the ground fell out from under Lisbeth. I wish to tell you so much about the story but then that would spoil the story for you. The author started with a contemporary novel jumping into a historical romance novel. I found interest in the conditions, knowledge and medicines healers eighteen hundred years ago had to work with. If you are interested in time travel and biblical fiction this is the book for you. Disclosure: I received a free copy of this book from Howard Book/SimonSchuster for an honest review.
Wow! "Healer of Carthage" had the perfect mix in making this an amazing story! It had romance, surprise, tears, love, suspense, anger, mystery, and everything else that makes an astounding novel! Once I started Lisbeth's story I couldn't put it down! I was definitely taken on a whirlwind of an adventure just as much as she was! Lynne did a fabulous job of bringing Rome to life because like Lisbeth I could picture the ruins I have seen in history books, but also could see the Rome as it was with new eyes! I truly enjoyed all of the main characters and the way their love grew! The ending was truly mind-blowing because it is when you can truly see the new love that has blossomed reach it's fullest where nothing will hinder it (it was as this realization in the novel that I cried because it was just so beautiful and heart-breaking)! There was an underlying spiritual message concerning compassion, love, mercy, healing, and forgiveness. Seeing Lisbeth in the beginning and to the point where the Christians in Rome touched her life she no longer was Lisbeth of Dallas, but Lisbeth a child of God. She truly became a woman who was no longer selfish, but a woman who had experienced and gave mercy, compassion, and healing. I recommend "Healer of Carthage" to anyone who loves a good historical novel that really brings what today are ruins of Rome, but once held thousands of living people. However I must warn you that the ending is a huge cliff hanger that will leave you wanting more of this fabulous author's works so be prepared! I give "Healer of Carthage" by Lynne Gentry a 5 out of 5 stars! *I received this book for free through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review! I was not required to write a positive review and all thoughts expressed are my own!*
Authentic from a historical perspective, realistic from an emotional standpoint, challenging and relevant for us today are just a few ways to describe Lynne Gentry's debut novel, Healer of Carthage, book one in the Carthage Chronicles. Although I rarely read a novel where time travel is involved, I enjoyed this story to the point of barely being able to put it down. So I will say that if you're a fan of early Roman history, you will love this story; and if you're not a fan of early Roman history, you will love this story! I can't begin to imagine the hours of research involved, because Lynne's writing incorporates some actual historical characters and shows impeccable knowledge of Ancient Rome and its medical practices. The story is primarily plot driven, yet characterization is strong. Lisbeth is a bright, driven, 28-year-old medical intern whose god is science. Cyprian is a handsome Roman noble who is struggling to abandon his pagan beliefs for his newfound faith. With his hard edges but kind heart and generosity, he is such an appealing figure! There is strong chemistry between Cyprian and Lisbeth, and this element is done very well. The supporting characters of Magdalena and her Down-syndrome child, Laurentius, also add much depth to the story. One of the most gripping scenes was when Cyprian and Lisbeth attended a day of games at the Carthage sports complex, a colossal structure built by Rome to intimidate their conquered provinces. As thousands of spectators beheld unimaginable cruelty and death with something akin to apathy, I felt like I was reading words of warning to us today. "No one in the stands moved. Screams of innocent women and children would echo from this place for generations, and yet not one spectator in the seats would lift a finger to stop the barbarism. Deaf ears. Blind eyes. . . . Good people doing nothing. The fall of every civilization playing out before her very eyes." I also felt Lynne's words often presented a challenge, conviction in their very essence as I was forced to examine the strength of my faith. For with the edict to bow the knee to Rome's Emperor and the rise of persecution, Ancient Rome was not a comfortable place for Christians. Caecilianus, bishop of the church in Carthage, speaks these words to a gathering of Christians: "Because Christ suffered for me, I will do what I can for him. . . . Brothers and sisters, stay the course. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, even to the point of death." As the story progresses, Lisbeth learns more about Cyprian's God and wonders if He could have sent her there for a purpose - with this conclusion: "Shame on her if she stood by and did nothing." And that's something that every reader will have to ask and decide. The narrative comes to a satisfactory conclusion, but readers may have a hard time waiting for book two in the series. Healer of Carthage is a strong debut by Lynne Gentry and I highly recommend it to all readers. Thank you to Howard Books and NetGalley for providing a copy of this book in exchange for my honest review.
Lynne Gentry in her new book, “Healer Of Carthage” Book One in The Carthage Chronicles series published by Howard Books brings us into the life of Dr. Lisbeth Hastings. From the back cover: A twenty-first-century doctor. A third-century plague. A love out of time. First-year resident Dr. Lisbeth Hastings is too busy to take her father’s bizarre summons seriously. But when a tragic mistake puts her career in jeopardy, answering her father’s call seems her only hope of redeeming the devastating failure that her life has become. While exploring the haunting cave at her father’s archaeological dig, Lisbeth falls through a hidden hole, awakening to find herself the object of a slave auction and the ruins of Roman Carthage inexplicably restored to a thriving metropolis. Is it possible that she’s traveled back in time, and, if so, how can she find her way back home? Cyprian Thascius believes God called him to rescue the mysterious woman from the slave trader’s cell. What he doesn’t understand is why saving the church of his newfound faith requires him to love a woman whose peculiar ways could get him killed. But who is he to question God? As their different worlds collide, it sparks an intense attraction that unites Lisbeth and Cyprian in a battle against a deadly epidemic. Even as they confront persecution, uncover buried secrets, and ignite the beginnings of a medical revolution, Roman wrath threatens to separate them forever. Can they find their way to each other through all these obstacles? Or are the eighteen hundred years between them too far of a leap? Historical fiction and time travel. When done right these two together make a terrific story. And I am here to tell you that Lynne Gentry knows how to put these two together and “Healer of Carthage” is a great ride! Going back in time makes you a fish out of water whenever and wherever you show up. Plus you cannot disrupt the time line because that will change the future you came from. Lisbeth is going to be sold as a slave but God has Cyprian to rescue her and keep her out of trouble. God also has Lisbeth, who is a doctor, there because Carthage is having an epidemic. Ms. Gentry has given us an action adventure tale that will get your nerves all jangled as you read furiously trying to keep up with the story. And there is a romance. Plus this is a thriller and Lisbeth’s life is in great danger. I cannot tell you more because that will spoil the story but I guarantee you, you will not be disappointed in reading this book. The characters are marvelous and they live and breathe on these pages. For a lot of reasons that I cannot tell you I am so looking forward to book two! Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Howard Books. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
Excellent! What a solid, enchanting beginning to the Carthage Chronicles Series. I love the whole time-travel idea and all that comes along with it, and I've long searched for a great series in that genre. Lynne Gentry captured it all: the dilemma of understanding the complex simplicity of the past, the question of how your actions will affect recorded history, the delight of meeting and falling in love with someone you wouldn't ever have known in your world. I started to say "Our heroine, Lisbeth," and then I realized that this book really has several heroines. Lisbeth is one of them. She's a doctor, and when she is transported into Carthage during the measles plague, you really get to see the way the core of medicine remains the same through the centuries. Her mother Magdalena is another heroine, and also a healer. Magdalena is both strength and frailty at the same time, and her responses to Lisbeth are fascinating as they weave their way through the mother-daughter-dance. Ruth is another of my favorite heroines, Ruth who befriends the time-traveled Lisbeth. Ruth is a new believer.... because remember, this is early Christian history here... and Ruth knows the risk she takes by professing Jesus. She gives her all to her friend Lisbeth and serves her heart out during the measles epidemic. The descriptions are fabulous, and it was cool to see Lisbeth make the connections between the ancient ruins she had explored with her archeologist father and the functioning city she found herself in. The Healer of Carthage is a tale of the early Church and the betrayals and politics of Rome. It's about a family who lived and breathed history and then found a portal into the past. It's a romance and it's the story of a woman discovering what her own dreams and destinies are. Thank you Howard books for my review copy!
I LOVED this book! It was wonderful from beginning to end. The author manages to transport you through time and you feel like you are in third century Carthage. This book is about a 21st century woman, Lisbeth, whose mother disappears mysteriously when she is only 5 years old. Years later after Lisbeth has followed in her mother's footsteps and becomes a doctor, she travels back to the Cave of Swimmers at her father's request. It is here that her adventure begins. She touches a painting in the Cave of Swimmers and finds herself transported back to third century Rome. The author does a wonderful job of describing the scene and you feel as if you are right there with Lisbeth, feeling her complete disorientation. Needless to say, a 21st century woman has a tough time fitting in to 3rd century Rome. This is an epic story about love, betrayal, sacrifice and compassion. You will fall in love with the characters and find yourself struggling with decisions that they face. It does not disappoint. I was up to the early hours of the morning to find out if Lisbeth stays in 3rd century Rome or if she makes it back to the 21st century. As much as I loved this book, I love it even more that there is a sequel. Thank you, Lynne Gentry for taking us on such an amazing, heartfelt and realistic journey. I loved the way this book ended and can't wait to read the 2nd book in this series. BRAVO!!!!! *I receive complimentary books for review from the publisher. I am not required to write positive reviews. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255.*