Friday, June 24, 2016

A Teaser

     From a distance, it looked like a gigantic willow tree bent over a pond, its long leafy branches dipping lazily into the water. Ellie Albright had felt sorry for the tree, lonely as it was in the middle of the woods, bent over as if weeping over a pond made up of its own tears. She tiptoed along the water's edge, trailed her fingers across the grass, then brushed aside the branches of the tree, expecting to find a twisted trunk.            
      Instead, she found a door.

1 comment:

Rosemary said...

More, more, more please!