The snow had finally ended around noon on Friday, and to Kaylee and Gideon’s delight, Old Man Winter himself had brought his massive sledge to bring them back to their car, then to the library to drop off the box (which turned out to be full of books wrapped in brown paper, mysterious packages of …
Monthly Archives: January 2019
(advent) Friday, December 14
Molly’s first thought was that her bed felt weird. Not cold, but the comforter wasn’t hers, and while Schrodinger was sleeping in his normal spot at the end of the bed, Drew wasn’t there. In fact, the narrow bed wouldn’t have fit both of them. Then she remembered the night before, when Kris had found …
(advent) Thursday, December 13
Molly? Do you have a minute? “I always have time for you,” Molly said, turning from the dishwasher and smiling down at Schrodinger, who had come in to the kitchen quietly. Her smile faltered when she saw the droop of his ears and tail. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling okay?” You and Drew would tell …
(advent) Wednesday, December 12
Nelson sat in a corner of the Harbormaster’s Hall, a cup of strong coffee cradled in his callused hands, and brooded. The large hall was light and airy most of the time, but the weather had turned grey and forbidding, and his corner in particular was gloomy. Not that he minded – to him, the …