Chapter 4

Riding home, Arwen marveled at how close to the beach her house was… heck, anywhere in this small town. The sunset lit backlit her drive while her motorcycle beams carved the night in front of her. It started to rain just as she arrived home so she ran indoors. Once inside, she flicked the switch…

Chapter 3

Inheriting the decrepit house, reading the letter from her mother and its mysterious warning, hit Arwen very hard. She spent a week at the house, trying to decide what her next step might be. Her mother had been her only hope to find her father since he wasn’t named on her birth certificate. It now…

Chapter 2

Nothing in her drive through this run down area could have prepared Arwen for this sight. It didn’t take her breath away… it knocked the wind out of her. This is what I inherited? My mother lived in this…. this…  Words escaped her. … dump. This, dump. Thanks, mom. Arwen approached the shack cautiously, half…

Chapter 1

Like most Sunday mornings in Anne Arbor, everything is bathing in a cloak of quiet and golden sun, banishing the night and its creatures for another day. However, unlike most Sunday, something is breaking the peaceful silence. A distant, low rumble is fast approaching. Head down, body one with her motorcycle, a young woman is…