Chapter 16: Emerging
Jack couldn’t believe it himself. He was outside. There was wind on his face, a little drizzle in the air, a snap of cold underneath it all that made him shiver. He’d worn only his denim jacket, no scarf, no gloves, no hat. But the cold and the air felt both good…and terrifying.
It had been ages since he’d done more than stick his head out of the front door to grab the mail from the mailbox. And now here he was, walking along the River Road. To his right, the river moved slowly, a sluggish brownish-green current. As a boy, against his mother’s warnings, he’d played along its shore, finding treasures now and then that the water churned up.
Ever since he’d awakened from his dream, the image had stuck with him. Beau, with the snow swirling around him. He was like an an
