Finding Angus: A Novel of a Woman, a Dog and the Titanic

Isabelle Bordner has lost her family to a typhoid outbreak. Heartbroken and alone, she travels to London in search of a new life...and a purpose that will heal her heart. Angus, an old Irish Wolfhound, wanders the dark alleyways of London, lost and alone, until his destiny unexpectedly entwines with Isabelle's. Together they embark on a remarkable journey: to inspire the animal welfare movement in America and endure an unforgettable voyage aboard the RMS Titanic.

PROLOGUE It is said that the purest love, the greatest giving of oneself, is to give your life for someone you love. To some, that noble love is worthy only of one’s spouse or child, or a comrade in arms in the glory of battle. Some would laugh at the thought of holding a dog in such high esteem, but such are some people’s lives that an animal holds the most sacred place within the heart. Such was the state of my life, in fact, when Angus came to me. Mine had been a dead soul in a body that should have died, but didn’t. The day I found Angus, or he found me, to be more precise, was the day my soul was resurrected from the ashes of my grief. Finally, there was a reason for breathing, for feeling. For living. Parting from that dog would have caused unbearable sorrow, and to live without the gentle soul that had restored my life would have been just a slower way of dying again. And so, it was with this belief firmly in mind that I made the choice I did on that cold spring night. It was April 14, 1912, and I, along with my beloved dog, were passengers on the first, and last, voyage of the Titanic.