Black umbrella’s opened as Karen made her closing remarks before an approaching storm. “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let us take heed lest we become lost ourselves. Do not let Kate Addison’s death be in vain.”
A flash of lightning and thunderclap concluded the service, causing all in attendance to scatter to their respective vehicles. Driving away, I saw Keith standing alone as rain washed his friend away.
This is the first draft of my mauscript Shift – Don’t judge a book by its cover. I am writing it online in sections as I go. So feel free to comment, good or bad. If you see mistakes, point them out.
The story centers around shapeshifting.
I’m currently working on chapter seven.