Category Archives: Chapter 1

            Greg found Marin with Kellin, seated by the fire, each with mugs of tea cradled in hand, spattered here and there with mud, much as he had been, though theirs were mostly around the cuffs of their jeans and … Continue reading →

            Greg Doyle watched Matt and Phelan walk past, trailing in Thom’s wake.  He wiggled his fingers absently as he did.  His arm itched but didn’t hurt anymore, not like it had in those first few days after the break.  … Continue reading →

            Thom’s cursing had tapered down to nothing by the time Matt and Phelan joined him under the pop-up tent at the center of the settlement’s construction zone.  He’d slumped into the folding chair near a makeshift desk and was scowling … Continue reading →