While the rough draft of Death Out of Time remains with my alpha readers, I’ve been more than busy. A brand new house needs a lot of work—like establishing a yard. Thus, a short post today. Continue reading
By now, the conversations are predictable. Sometimes, it’s the woman shopping at the market. Today, it’s the curious man on the bus.
“So you’re American. What brings you to Honduras?”
“I’m a graduate student in archaeology, working with my advisor at his site.”
“How interesting. When are we being invaded?”
The engines’ steady drone shifts, and the plane begins its descent.
This is it, she thinks. I’m really doing this. Continue reading