Tag: NewSeason

Evan Mercer came home two hours early because his flight from Chicago had been canceled and the replacement landed before sunset.

The front doors of the estate swung open without a sound.

“Stop right there,” I said, lifting my hand as the older woman stepped into our path.

The quartet played too loudly for June.

The flight from Chicago had landed four hours early because of blizzard warnings, but David Vance hadn’t called ahead.

“Please step aside, ma’am, this is a private ceremony!”

“Stop right there,” I said, raising my hand as the woman stepped into our path.

Daniel Mercer came home three hours early because a storm had canceled his flight.

“Your name isn’t on the list,” Marcy said, sliding twelve-year-old Lena’s toolbox off the library workbench.