When they finished drinking the coffee, she could put it off no longer. Marie grabbed her coat, finally agreeing to go with Sam. What could it hurt? It wasn’t as if she would change her mind. If somehow they could bring Bill back, maybe. That wasn’t going to happen. The meeting was in the middle…
Marie woke slowly to the smell of coffee brewing. What a terrible nightmare. She lay there in the soft warmth, protected from the cold around her. She fought to overcome the terror that still had her heart pounding. “Bill?” She reached for the comfort he would give her. His side of the bed was…
I thought I would take the latest story I submitted to a contest and edit it. The name of this story is Ode to a Dying Breed. Marie Alexandra Wiktran is the main character. During this week I’ll post information I learn about her. Next week I’ll post the first two pages of the original…