Continued from scene twenty-three
Cremation was the only choice for Kate as no trace of Carol’s doppelganger could be left behind. George Bradshaw, the local crematorium owner, made sure it was done discreetly.
Karen remained somber on the way home. Inside she sat beside the window, looking out across the fields. The final harvest would be in soon, adding to our stores, which will last for several years, according to Mr. Wilcox.
The whole farm was in a state of preparation. Last week, the Elysian Woman’s Club completed the baby’s room, and Karen painted, then repainted our bedroom until she finally found the right color. Her nesting urges were on full display, and for the first time in my life, I knew what it felt like to live in a house full of love.`
Shift is an online work of fiction.
This is the first draft of my manuscript 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 nine.
Timothy French 