Thursday, April 2, 2015

From the novella TCOMH

Mama shuffled to the front of the crowd, where she stood with the pastor. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked deep into her eyes. In all his years behind the pulpit, he had never seen such fear and despair.

“Just hang on to the Lord, Sister. It’s going to be all right,” he said.

She didn’t believe him. There was nothing right about this.

- Excerpt from Chapter 1 - The Children of Mossy Hollow