A FINAL FAREWELL

Sweep, sweep. I watch the worker brush the final bits of debris into the pile of rubble. The abandoned café had been the perfect spot. That's why I'd used it. The area was a wasteland of crumbling warehouses, forsaken ghettos and no witnesses. Then the Port Authority announced their plans for waterfront renewal. Millions of … Continue reading A FINAL FAREWELL

RESTLESS SPIRIT

Tap, tap, tap. Dr.  Henry Folkestone watched as Abubakar put down his instruments and looked back at the expedition leader. Together the put their shoulders against the huge rectangular boulder and heaved. Gradually the ancient stone moved, the sandstone scraped along the floor. Dust and dirt swirled in the fetid air. This was the moment Henry … Continue reading RESTLESS SPIRIT