http://slow.writerscafe.org/Stephanie-S The original writings of author StephanieS en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776109945 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 CHAPTER TWOIt was with weary legs and wearier heart that Christopher ended up in front of Mr. Abberton’s house. Standing on the cobbled road, squinting through the gauze of rain, he could almost pretend he was returning home. But that, of course, was impossible. The house in front of him was s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Stephanie-S/1967251/ CHAPTER ONEThe church on 49th Avenue housed only three occupants: a priest, a corpse, and the corpse’s son. Sunlight slanted through the lace curtains of the church, tattooing intricate shadows upon the empty pews. Christopher stood, his back straight and eyes glazed, trying and failing to not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Stephanie-S/1965267/ Christopher Quartermaine thought funerals were supposed to be ordinary—until his father’s body goes missing during the ceremony. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Stephanie-S/1965264/