Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys
Chapter Three:
Where am I?
Where am I?
Where am I? Sherilyn surfaced from a black void, suddenly conscious again. A pea-soup fog filled her head, and she struggled to remember anything about what had happened--why, how, what?
Hearing two male voices, she strained to make out their words. But damn, she might as well have been listening from a distance. Through the tin can her younger brother had insisted on when playing as children.
Tod...the last time she'd seen him had been shortly after the murder of her parents, both of them archeologists on a dig in the Amazon jungle. Tod had only been six years old, and screaming in outrage while two social workers dragged him away from her.
Sherilyn's heart broke in those nightmarish moments. She'd never forgotten those terrible screams. She couldn't, sometimes awakening in the night, sweaty, and with her heart pounding.
Her brother's angry red face, his huge frightened eyes lived inside Sherilyn, relentlessly haunting her--as did the loss of her mom and dad, supposedly killed by an unfriendly indigenous tribe.
She and her grammy Louisa had never given up searching for Tod. Between the two of them they'd spent a small fortune on lawyers and private detectives. The trail had gone cold quick, and mysteriously stayed that way, despite their desperate efforts.
Hearing two male voices, she strained to make out their words. But damn, she might as well have been listening from a distance. Through the tin can her younger brother had insisted on when playing as children.
Tod...the last time she'd seen him had been shortly after the murder of her parents, both of them archeologists on a dig in the Amazon jungle. Tod had only been six years old, and screaming in outrage while two social workers dragged him away from her.
Sherilyn's heart broke in those nightmarish moments. She'd never forgotten those terrible screams. She couldn't, sometimes awakening in the night, sweaty, and with her heart pounding.
Her brother's angry red face, his huge frightened eyes lived inside Sherilyn, relentlessly haunting her--as did the loss of her mom and dad, supposedly killed by an unfriendly indigenous tribe.
She and her grammy Louisa had never given up searching for Tod. Between the two of them they'd spent a small fortune on lawyers and private detectives. The trail had gone cold quick, and mysteriously stayed that way, despite their desperate efforts.
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Savanna
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