Dying Embers Preview Chapter 1Dying Embers Preview Chapter 1 by Betty-Adams
Screaming drifted up from the forest floor, threatening to shatter the century old glass of the arched window that stared out over the scene.
“No Susan, I’m sorry,” Amadahy Love found herself reluctantly saying into the cordless clamped between ear and shoulder as she cast a casual eye over the chaos below her. “It’s not the danger. I have been there before you know. I just have too much on my plate at the moment. You know I would love to go with you. Oh, Drake is doing fine. But he’s at that complicated age, and with my promotion and the Super expanding the department.”
The afternoon sun slanted through the conifer canopy and lit the large second story kitchen with a warm glow. The woman shifted the phone as she stood over the sink and smiled out the window, latex-gloved hands letting the bait satchel slide back into the pot of carrion. The youth in question was just finishing running
Dying Embers PrologueDying Embers Prologue by Betty-Adams
Dying Embers Prologue
The pain-bringer would come again.
The pain came in waves one upon the next.
Something in her called out to the points of light she could feel through the suffering; points that she could never see or touch.
There was awareness, a deep understanding that there was more than this never ending cycle of pain and fear. That something should be filling the deep aching emptiness inside of her. There was awareness, but little more.