Author Jennifer Treece
Hi! I’m Jennifer! I write novels, short stories and poems. My genres are mixed and include mystery, supernatural, paranormal and romance.
You can also find me on my website authorjennifertreece.com!
Once he was sure he had everything on and secure, Octavian left the small, private cabin he had “borrowed” and headed for the cargo hold.
“What did I say to you?” Kelly asked. “I’m not sure I remember the exact words, but they were something like, you’re all better now.”
Duncan paused his story while the waitress refilled their coffees. He looked at the lady in front of him. He couldn’t believe he had finally found her; and not a moment too soon. He could tell she was truly interested in his story and would likely be saddened when it came time for him to go.
Kelly felt her breath catch as she wondered who this man was, how they had met, and what she had accidentally said to prolong his life.
As Kelly sat in the old diner booth, she reflected on her long life and retraced the steps that had brought her to this island. When she got to the memory of what had served as her ‘boat’, she quickly changed the direction in which her mind was taking her.
Derek couldn’t speak. He hung up the phone and went back into the bathroom. Janet was out of the tub wrapping a towel around herself. “I heard you yell something. I was coming to… what’s wrong?”
Derek and Blake followed the mortuary van back to the hospital. It was a mostly silent ride, as both men tried to make sense of the whole thing.
After the awkward photo shoot and a long, silent drive, Derek and Janet reached the hospital. He was trying not to get lost in his thoughts and he could tell Janet was struggling to keep from asking him what he was thinking.