Chapter 1Jameson Whitlock took a right turn onto a gravel road that was narrower than the one he’d been driving on. He hadn’t been here since he was a kid, and despite having checked satellite photos on his phone, he wasn’t sure he was heading toward the right cabin.
He hadn’t spoken to Uncle Frank for over a decade, not since he last tried to get Jameson to come and stay with him. Or, it wasn’t quite true. Frank was a psychic, like him, and his talent was to communicate through dreams. Jameson was fully aware he checked in on him regularly, and sometimes he talked. But he hadn’t stood face to face with Frank in over a decade.
At times, like now, Jameson wasn’t sure he’d made the right decision. Frank was the only family he had, and he believed he wanted what was best for Jameson, but Fr
