Chapter 1
Most of the time, Craig Douglas was nothing but glad he’d moved back home.
Lightning Gap, Virginia, was a welcome change of pace after seventeen years in Atlanta. Hidden away high up in the Blue Ridge Mountains, with one end of the main road through town passing by a stunning overlook of row after row of mountains way off into the distance.
Craig had always thought they looked like gigantic blue-green ocean waves during summer, and what he imagined the ocean would look like if it instantly froze solid in the winter.
This time of year, late into October with November knocking on the door, the waves transformed again, shifting toward a resting cold-weather gray. A few streaks and spots of green remained from pines and cedars, but the blazing finery of red, orange, and yellow fr
