Lindsey jerked, biting back a curse as raindrops fell from the cedar branches overhead right down the back of her coat. That plus the rain on her glasses made her all but blind to the cedar canopy overhead and ferns crowding Suridner’s trail.
Obnoxious asshole.
Dragging her, Apurva and Gunay out into the woods miles from town for some ‘Glory’. She’d much have rathered stay home dry and safe.
Surinder’s ‘Glory’ wasn’t what she’d expected. It was light and life and death coming for all three of them.
Not if Lindsey had her way.
The Lived Glory is a SF story of nature, change and determination that will pull you on to the very end.
