Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 15

The knock on the door made Lexi feel like being sick. She left her lesson plan on the kitchen table, and started to answer the door. Before she made it out of the kitchen, Sidney flew past her and threw the door open. Lexi leaned against the doorway into the hall and watched her sister…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 14

Mary stood at the kitchen sink, rinsing her coffee cup, when she heard someone yelling outside. Never one to shy away from her neighbors’ antics, she pulled open the kitchen door a crack, expecting to hear the latest episode of the Lutrell’s marital woes. Instead, she heard her young neighbor calling, “Taylor, come back here!”…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 13

Crocket’s cold nose nudged his master’s hand. The dog always sensed when Josiah was unhappy. “What is it boy?” Josiah moved his hand from the gearshift of the truck to the dog’s head, scratching behind his ears. Country music from the radio grated at his nerves, so he turned it off.  Everything got on his…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 12

“Hey, Man. How’s it going?” Brady looked up from his cheeseburger to grin at his best friend who had come up behind him and smacked the back of his head, causing him to smear ketchup and mustard across his cheek. As he cleaned his face with a napkin, Titus slid into the other side of…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 11

When Lexi heard the knock on her front door, she knew without looking that it was Brady. Instead of showing up on her doorstep unannounced, this time he called first and requested to bring her dinner. “Hey, there,” Lexi greeted him as she held the door open wide. Brady brushed past her with a bag…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 10

From her vantage point in the front room, Mary could see her young neighbors hard at work. The two little girls had finished pulling the brown weeds from her flower beds and spreading the bags of mulch Josiah had brought over. Taylor was sweeping off the front porch steps while her younger sister watched. Mary…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch

The crunching of leaves underfoot was one of Josiah’s favorite sounds. Along with the bird calls and the wind blowing through the trees, the sound meant he was where he wished he could spend all his time—the woods. He felt most at peace when he was walking under the trees. Peace was what he wanted…

Serials – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 8

Brady’s truck tires screeched as he took the corner into his sister’s subdivision a little too fast. He wasn’t sure why he was so angry. He had no idea if Lexi’s crazy questions had any root in reality, but the uneasiness in his gut made him feel sick. He had learned over the years that,…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 6

Mary shifted her weight in the porch swing, trying to find a comfortable position. Ever since she had broken her hip, sitting for too long caused her pain. She scanned the road that ran past her house, but saw no sign of the mailman. During the week, she knew exactly what time to expect him…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 5

Josiah made his way up the walk with his arms full of grocery bags. He stepped up onto the porch, shifting the bags to free his hand, when the front door of the house opened. “There you are!” Mary beamed at him. “Here I am,” Josiah grinned at the elderly lady as he waited for…