Category Archives: Chapter 11

            “Jay sent me back,” Carolyn said a few moments later as she approached the fire, arms full of wood from the pile at the other end of the tent.  Thom looked away from the flames and toward the slender … Continue reading →

            The skin on the back of his neck prickled and Thom shuddered, lifting his head and looking around slowly.  The mist that had burned off earlier that morning was back again, but he didn’t think that’s what was giving … Continue reading →

            Carolyn’s head came up as they sat near the well, watching for Leah’s return.  She canted her head to one side, nose wrinkling.  “Did you hear that?”             “Hear what?”  J.T. mumbled, looking up from the surface of the … Continue reading →

            “Damn her,” Rory mumbled under his breath as he tramped down into the fringes of the ravine down one of the paths sheltered by the rubble of some of the dormitories.  What the hell is she panicking about?  So … Continue reading →

            Thom folded the letter back up again, into thirds and then in half once, in half again, and tucked it back into his pocket.  It was becoming a familiar ritual; he’d read his cousin’s letter seven times over the … Continue reading →

August 15  Dear Thom,              I hope you can forgive me.  I know what I decided to do was sudden, impulsive, and completely unlike me, but I swear to it, it was something I had to do.  Do you understand?  … Continue reading →