Continued from A Tourist Again, Pt. 6… _________________________________________ Though she didn’t sleep for any more than a couple hours that…
Continued from A Tourist Again, Pt. 5… ________________________________________ When had they last fought? Of all the things to consume her…
Continued from A Tourist Again, Pt. 4… _________________________________________ Beth approached the building with a tinge of anxiety budding in her…
Continued from A Tourist Again, Pt. 3… _________________________________________ Darkness fell over the deserted town of Claremont with the remaining sluices…
Continued from A Tourist Again, Pt. 2… _________________________________________ Dad shattered the entry door with the butt of his rifle, encouraging…
Continued from A Tourist Again, Pt. 1 _______________________________________ Beth woke to the clatter of metal shelves downstairs. Dad was up…
A Tourist Again picks up in the immediate aftermath of what Bampy calls “Black Christmas” in my novel Fresh Water…
Continued from She’s Always There, Pt. 3… _________________________________________________ Now: Groups are hit or miss. They’re designed to encourage that groupthink…
Continued from She’s Always There, Pt. 2 … ____________________________________ Then: I know better than to ask if they’ll give me…
Continued from She’s Always There, Pt. 1 __________________________________________ Then: In limbo time moves at an odd pace, its current constantly…