Burning Rage—Part 1
The acrid smell of moldy, decomposing wood filled the air. Savine breathed deeply, welcoming the scent. Noise from the crowd escalated as stragglers tossed the last of the decaying timber onto…
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Butterflies
“Maybe it’s the curse of modern humanity that pulls us into the cocoon of our own lives. Our salvation is the capacity to reemerge with wings and take flight like a…
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Lost at Sea—Part 6
Bia had expected to find the Espírito’s powerful search beacon lodged in silt on the sea floor and shining up into the water above it—or worse, the Espírito itself. What lay…
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Lost at Sea—Part 5
Javier had made it to the top and was standing on the edge of the ridge, facing the blue light. His body was motionless, as though his feet had become rooted…
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Lost at Sea—Part 4
Javier reached down and gently pulled the partially buried object out of the silt. It was a large, round piece of dull yellow fabric. Long lengths of braided polymer rope were…
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Lost at Sea—Part 3
Javier strapped the handheld LIDAR scanner to his belt. And then, once again they both jumped off the side of the boat and into a vortex that would carry them straight…
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Lost at Sea—Part 2
The LED array illuminated their path with a wide, bright arc of light that penetrated the blackness and provided close to 20 feet of visibility in front of them. Bia noticed…
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Lost at Sea—Part 1
Mama and Papa had insisted their 50-foot sloop, built in 2020, was seaworthy and could make the 1,200-mile trip from their marina in Cádiz, Spain to the Portuguese Azores archipelago. At…
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Hunting Season—Part 8
Abigail reached over and squeezed her twin’s hand. “You told me your connection with him went beyond the one you set up as a huntress. I can’t imagine that changed. But…
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Satin Slippers
I pulled the 35-year-old photo from my purse and handed it to her. It was nestled in front of a piece of cardboard inside a plastic sandwich bag. “Ohhh.” She let…
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Hunting Season—Part 7
“Jacob must be a very special young man for you to want to protect him,” Esther said as she gently squeezed Delilah’s hand and held the young woman’s gaze. “You can…
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The Boy in the Woods
She heard a boy’s voice that said, “There she is.” The words were quiet, as though they were a whisper in her head. Lee Anne stopped pumping her legs, opened her…
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Don’t Shoot the Squirrels!
I learned early on there ain’t no gettin’ rid of the squirrels ‘round here. The damned critters run back and forth across my roof all day, chew my wood siding, nest…
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Hunting Season—Part 6
Delilah sat across from her in the other chair, occasionally glancing toward Jacob as she picked at her fingernails. Abigail sensed waves of fear radiating from her twin and felt the…
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The Perfect Gift
This gift was just perfect, so what else could I do except hope that dear Santa sends this gift to you! A week before Christmas and all through the place I…
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Hunting Season—Part 5
As she became better acquainted with Jacob, Delilah perceived a bond developing between them. He wasn’t merely a young, smart, healthy male. He was kind, thoughtful, and shy, with a vulnerability…
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Hunting Season—Part 4
The familiarity of her bare skin piqued his senses, yet elicited caution from the analytical side of his mind. He chided himself for being wary of her. You’re an idiot. Don’t worry.…
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Hunting Season—Part 3
Delilah continued to massage his arm, which initiated a chemical transfer between them. Her fingers absorbed the excess cortisol in his blood as they released oxytocin from her body into his…
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Hunting Season—Part 2
The emptiness of the unlit country road unnerved him. He barely knew these two sisters and wasn’t sure who he might find at their house. Their father? Older brothers? As they…
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Forbidden Union
Khufukaef was one of the inhabitants of the Theban hills. They were strange people, with powers the Egyptians did not possess. There were stories of miracles. Blades that could cut the…
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Hunting Season—Part 1
Delilah noticed a young man watching her. He sat near the water’s edge on a towel spread in the sand. She smiled at him, thinking he was probably a college student…
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