After a long day of paddling, I settled in for the night and spent several hours ruminating on some ideas I had for my book "A Long Paddle Home."
As the fire pushed the dampness from my clothes, the steam mingled with the smoke and rose into the darkening sky.
I envisioned Lisa sitting by a similar fire and wondered how she would feel as the darkness slowly stole her sight.
Hunted and confused, She has inadvertently wandered into a new reality from where there is no return.
Excerpt from "A Long Paddle Home."
"Lisa’s mind drifted to the present and she looked toward the tent where Steven slept. She relived the moment when he had taken his shirt off and she felt the sexual tension rise within her."