Bones By the Wood (2014)
“ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
Susan: Without your support this would not exist. Sarah: Thank you for being the inspiration for so much of this story, and for allowing me to steal slices of your life.
Susan, Sarah and I tried to bring about the apocalypse. It didn’t work. I can’t think why not.... But if at first you don’t succeed… To the Freaks. One day, ladies, one day.
Kairos (’kI-ros) The perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement.
Chapter One The day had turned out to be quite mild for July, but for Louisiana that wasn’t saying much. It was still humid enough that Dizzy knew he would want a shower before he climbed into bed. The only saving grace of summers here, versus his native Texas, was the lack of tornados. He still remembered the gut-clenching wail of the warning klaxon that had assaulted more than just the eardrums as it rang out, giving residents precious little time to find a place of safety.MoreLess
Susan: Without your support this would not exist. Sarah: Thank you for being the inspiration for so much of this story, and for allowing me to steal slices of your life.
Susan, Sarah and I tried to bring about the apocalypse. It didn’t work. I can’t think why not.... But if at first you don’t succeed… To the Freaks. One day, ladies, one day.
Kairos (’kI-ros) The perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement.
Chapter One The day had turned out to be quite mild for July, but for Louisiana that wasn’t saying much. It was still humid enough that Dizzy knew he would want a shower before he climbed into bed. The only saving grace of summers here, versus his native Texas, was the lack of tornados. He still remembered the gut-clenching wail of the warning klaxon that had assaulted more than just the eardrums as it rang out, giving residents precious little time to find a place of safety.MoreLess
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