Excerpt
Miles Away

The morning wore a yellow gown as the sun rose slowly over the
Mediterranean. The sunlight glistened skipping across the surface of
the water wonderingly and wanton looking for a place to set. Don’s
eyes drifted across the picturesque place and the feeling of sleep left
his face. This was another phase in his dreams where he would
journey with Miles by his side to a new world for them, this old world
called to him. The questions lingered about the unknown: Did Miles
believe in ghosts and drifting spirits? Could a childhood game of finding
random words in a book warn them of terrible events to come?