Author: timothyfrench15

Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.

Shift – Stress

Continued from scene forty-nine

Chapter Nine

“Karen still in bed?” asked Olivia as she poured another cup of coffee.

“Still there,” replied Christian. “I think the last few days have been a bit much for her.”

“She’s had a lot to deal with, that’s for sure.”

“Let’s not forget she’s nine weeks pregnant,” said Nicky. “Linda, I think it would be a good idea for you to step in until the baby is born.”

“That’s not going to happen anytime soon.”

“Why? She knows the consequences of too much stress. The baby has to come first.”

“Don’t worry, I made her promise to step aside if she misses one doctor’s appointment. And Christian has promised me he will put his foot down if she refuses. Isn’t that right, Christian?”

I said yes with a bit of hesitancy, knowing Karen’s determination to defeat the Ghost tribe had consumed her.

“A little slow with your answer there, Christian,” said Robert. You want to borrow a pair of my pants when you stomp that foot.”

“Funny, says the man who says how high when she says, jump.”

Alright, boys, Linda interjected, “let’s get this meeting started. Donnie, if you will, step out of the room and call Doc again, it’s not like him to be late.”

“You want me to ride over there?” asked Jeff.

“Let’s see if Donnie can raise him first.”

Continue to scene fifty-one

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 Ten.

Shift – You Go Ahead

Continued from scene forty-Eight

After a bit of silence, he continued. “Her eye’s sparkled before the drugs. She was funny, warm––caring. I couldn’t help but love her. You would have liked her, Christian.”

“I saw you standing alone in the rain as we pulled away from the funeral. That’s how I knew. Love does that to a man. Makes him stand in the rain––makes him do a lot of things he would never do for another.”

He looked up, eyes tearing; finding it hard to show emotion like most men.

“Ready to get out of here?” I said, giving him an out.

“Not yet. You go ahead.”

“You sure?”

“I just need some time to clear my head.”

“I’ll see myself out then.”

“Christian, you really would have liked her.”

I nodded and walked away.

Reaching the stairs, I pushed the up button, causing them to rise, their sound unable to silence the wailing from below.”

Continue to scene fifty

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 Ten.

Shift – Writings On The Wall

Continued from scene forty Seven

“Karen, this is Linda. Jill is nowhere to be found! Security footage shows her leaving the tunnel for home right after we all met in my office. No one has seen her since. I had Donnie search the house, and he found clothes scattered across the bed and a small suitcase left in the hallway, causing me to believe she’s fled.”

Standing slowly, with conviction, Karen turned to point at two words on the wall. “Dark Night, that’s why I brought you here; that’s why I wanted Jill to be here. To confront her. To make her squirm at the scratches of a trapped soul who tried to warn us. I think Jill used drugs to flip Kate’s loyalty toward the outliers, which led to her addiction. And she will pay for that If I ever find her. Elysians are family, and I don’t like traitors.”

“Karen, did you copy my last transmission?”

“Christian, tell her I’m going to my office and do not want to be disturbed.”

“Linda, this is Christian; she did. Thank you. She left for her office and does not want to be disturbed.”

“Okay, I’ll wait to hear from her.”

Doc looked at me for a moment, then said, “That’s must be why Karen came here last night with her camera.”

“She did tell me she was troubled by Jill’s answers during their interview yesterday, but still, she had no idea the plan was called dark night until this morning.

“Intuition, I guess. Kate and Jill became close friends after they started hanging out at a local bar. I went with them one night and hated it. She seemed distant after that, and our friendship fell apart. I tried to help her when I found out about the drugs but failed every time, just like I did in this room.”

“You loved her, didn’t you, Doc?” Kate, I mean.”

“Never had the guts to tell her.”

Continued to scene forty-nine

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 Ten.

Shift – She Lied

Continued from scene forty six

She lied, saying nothing along the way, leaving us both confused. “Thanks for the update, Chief,” said Doc sarcastically as we entered the stairway.

Descended to the hidden rooms below, we stepped into Kate’s and sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the empty chair across from us to be filled until an urgent voice exploded from the radio.

Continued to scene forty eight

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 Ten.

I Want To Write

My mind is fighting me. I want to write, but it’s crushing any creativity. Go back to YouTube, It says. Visuals are stimulating, words are old school. The Tube is the creator of this new world.

No, I say, words are vast, capable of creating many worlds, and the algorithm has no say.