justdustwords

 Excerpt from my novel FATE.                                The Promise of Eternal Bliss Beyond                                                                       It became a daily habit for Emmet to go to the waterfront and sit not too far from where his mother was blown off. He knew why, but his gut‑feeling told him to say nothing, because it would only give reason for others to gossip … as if there was not enough of that being done already.        It happened one afternoon when a sea fog was coming in to settle over the village for the night. After lighting his pipe and drawing on that sweet, rough plug he favored, he found himself looking toward the place where his mother fell, the last thought th...