Lori Connelly had this brilliant idea to pass a story around blogs, as if all the Harper Impulse authors are gathered about a virtual campfire, turning to one another and passing the story along. There are new parts every Tuesday and the story has already begun on Lori’s blog so head over there and follow it on… and meet me back here on the 18th for my part 😀
“Are you sure?”
Catherine Yew looked away from her friend to the forest, misty and mysterious, haunted by remnants of yesterday’s dense fog and smiled.
“I don’t like you being up there by yourself.”
Alone in the remote trail head parking lot, the two women sat on the tailgate of Makayla’s Subaru wagon. Cat returned to her task, tugging her bootlaces tight before tying them. Her bracelet, made of multiple strands of green jute with tiny bells, jingled as she moved.
“I’ll be fine,” She looped an arm around Makayla and squeezed before hopping down. “Promise.” Cat pulled on her mostly crimson, hand crocheted hat with ear flaps that ended in pumpkin orange braided strings and then waved toward occupant of the back seat. “Besides I won’t be alone.”
“He doesn’t count.” …. Read the rest over on Lori’s blog 🙂
Co-Author of – Christmas at Thornton Hall
Her book – United States of Love
Her book – One Kiss