Death Was My Counselor. Excerpt.

Megan lies on the cold damp mud of the riverbank. The sound of running water makes her lips burn with thirst. Her eyes are swollen shut. Her legs have stabbing pains and are useless. She slips back into darkness.

The sound of footsteps brings her back. The pace is slow and mindful. Starting on the left side of her feet and making their way around her head. Then steps go the opposite way. She wants to scream. She wants to reach out and grab a foot, but she can not move. The presence stops and stands over her.
Megan can smell the blood, wet and sticky on her chest. She feels the cold like never before. Her breath becomes short and choppy.
Am I dying? Yes, I am and that person is standing there watching! What a creep!
"I can hear everything you are thinking, my dear." says the Presence.
"What! Who are you and how can you do that?" Megan exclaims. Realizing she said nothing aloud.
"Then how can this jerk hear me?"
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Are you a reader who loves a mystery, the unexplained or the supernatural? Then you are in for a treat!

Missouri Author's Circle is due to release their new book in October 2018! Yarns From Ozark Storytellers is a collection of short stories and poems. Some will warm your heart and others will give you goosebumps. All will guarantee a good read!

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