Chapter 34, North of Happenstance

North of Happenstance: Chapter Thirty-Four

A slight breeze wafted against the window curtains of Penny’s room, as the three women stared outside. Maggie looked back at Kate. “Are you sure this is what you want to do?”             Kate nodded. “I’m sure.”             M.T. sighed again. “All right. Penny—lead on.” Without more encouragement, Penny tossed one end of the sheets… Read More North of Happenstance: Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter 28, North of Happenstance

North of Happenstance: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Hobbling carefully, her arms sturdy against the uncomfortable padding of her crutches, Kate made her way slowly into her kitchen. The soft click of the front door closing behind M.T.’s reluctant form ringing from the hall, Kate frowned. She was hungry. She hadn’t realized just how hungry when she’d more-or-less pushed the hovering pastor out… Read More North of Happenstance: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter 25, North of Happenstance

North of Happenstance: Chapter Twenty-Five

Shoulders racking with the force of her sobs, Kate reached blindly for her phone. She was hardly thinking straight. How could she possibly think straight after reading something like that? Dialing Penny’s number, she prayed the psychic wasn’t in the middle of a consult. “Uh…hello?” Penny answered after the third ring. If Kate hadn’t been… Read More North of Happenstance: Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter 23, North of Happenstance

North of Happenstance: Chapter Twenty-Three

Whipping open the front doors to the LitLiber, Kate barreled inside, her face a mask of frozen fear as her feet tripped, unseeing, past a throng of shoppers. Her breath wheezing out past her parted lips, Kate quickly found herself outside Jake’s office; terrible images transposed themselves before her eyes—what would she encounter when she… Read More North of Happenstance: Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter 18, North of Happenstance

North of Happenstance: Chapter Eighteen

“Bless me father for I have sinned,” Kate’s voice came out soft, questioning… The metal lattice separating her from the priest on the other side of the confessional was foreign looking, something she’d prior only witnessed in movies—the structure divided into two separate compartments.  She tried to get comfortable but the wooden abode was small,… Read More North of Happenstance: Chapter Eighteen