Novelist, blogger, and award winning travel writer, Perry P. Perkins is a stay-at-home dad who lives with his wife Victoria and their two-year-old daughter Grace, in the Pacific Northwest.
Perry is the author of two novels, "Just Past Oysterville" and "Shoalwater Voices" and has written for hundreds of magazines and anthologies including Writer's Digest, Guideposts, American Hunter, Bassmaster Magazine, and Northwest Fly Fishing. His inspirational stories have been included in twelve Chicken Soup anthologies as well.
Examples of his published work can be found online at www.perryperkinsbooks.com, and on www.pdxwrite.com
By Perry P. Perkins
Published: May 1, 2010.
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Four years have passed and Cassie Belanger finds herself plagued with nightmares, ghostly voices from the past, and a compulsion to return to the sleepy town of Oysterville, Washington.
Cassie and her new friends must race against time to solve the mysteries, cryptic letter, and terrifying dreams.
Danger, love, and fortune all await Cassie as she finds her way back to Oysterville once more.
A child abandoned. A life destroyed.
Two hearts, unable to forgive...
After a drunk driver leaves young Cassie Belanger an orphan, a cryptic letter, found among her mother's belongings sends her on a desperate journey in hopes of finding the man who fathered her but chose not to be her father.
"That light at the end of the end of the tunnel? That's a train."
The punch line ricocheted around inside Cal's head, fading in and out through a blood-red mist of pain.
"That’s a train" he croaked, licking thick parched lips, his tongue swollen and dry as old shoe leather, and looking up at the small circle of moonlight sweeping across the mouth of the pit, high above.