Author Archives: Gordon DeLand

Adam froze. “I know my mother.” “Adam… things aren’t always what we think…” “I KNOW who my mother is!” “The woman who raised you was the only mother…” “STOP! I don’t want to know anymore!” “… you needed to know … Continue reading →

“Oh, they believe it all right! But they’re scared. She knows something.” “What could she know? She seems like a scared little girl to me.” “Yes, that’s her. Always asking for help.” “Yes!” “And soaking wet,” Mary interjected. “Yes! Yes!” … Continue reading →

“There you are!” They had just finished their short goodbyes to Miss Esther and Billy when Marydell Piersol came around the corner of church. “I was worried when I saw you both leave. Is everything all right?” “Yes,” said Adam. … Continue reading →

Angela turned to Adam. He was sound asleep, a little drool sliding from the corner of his mouth. She elbowed him and looked back to the girl. She was gone. Impossible! Angela put her hand on the pew, where the … Continue reading →

EXTRA PART TODAY! Adam pulled off the dirt driveway and parked on the grass, parallel with the other cars. Their shiny-new rental looked out of place in the lineup of mostly ten year old sedans and pickup trucks. There were … Continue reading →

Angela whirled, ready to run and almost ran into Adam. “What’s wrong?! Are you alright? What happened?” “I saw her! The girl in the spring! She’s right here in the back!” The three of them—Adam, Angela and Mary—rushed into the … Continue reading →

The bell on the porch of the parsonage began clanging. A beefy, white-haired man in a long-sleeved shirt with a string tie announced that The Official Home Coming Grounds Tour was about to begin. The Spring, the Grove, the Chapel, … Continue reading →