When we were getting ready to release Bryony back in 2011, my daughter Sarah (who did a lot of the marketing for me) suggested I pull thirty teaser quotes from the book that she could post on Facebook, one each day.
Prologue:
The boy turned a page.
A boom sounded in the distance.
The boy glanced up. An approaching storm? A cannon?
No wind.
No more bell.
No calling of his name or trickling of the stream.
His neck prickled.
The bulb shone with brilliant light.
Chapter 1: Dyer Straights
How dare anyone, much less a group of anyones, steal the motor home belonging to the great Professor Cornell Dyer, supernatural super sleuth of supernatural mysteries?
Just wait until he caught up with them. Just wait.
Chapter 2: The Bank That Wasn't
Cornell hurried to the police officer, who irritably blew on
his whistle.
"Where
is the bank?" Cornell demanded.
"What bank?" the officer snarled.
"THAT bank! And the four bank robbers!"
"Bank
robbers! We're too far north for bank robbers! We leave that for central
Indiana!"
Chapter 3: The Never Robbers
"Eureka!" Cornell cried. "You're talking about time travel!"
Mike Olsen
shook his head. "We're not talking about time travel. We're talking about
something that isn't anymore, something different people remember differently.
But we've hit a little snag."
"What
snag?" Cornell asked, pen poised.
"We've
all experienced something that is, but not anymore, with people remembering it
in various ways. But we're stuck with the original memories, all of the
original memories in all their different forms."
Chapter 4: A Curious Case of Molly Burton
Cornell held his pen over the notebook. "When did the aging begin?"
Mike Olson scratched his gray head. "Around the time we met you. I think."
Cornell wrote that down. "And when did you meet Molly Burton?"
"Today," Mike Olson said.
Danny Tyler
held up an arthritic hand. "But it's been a really long day."
"I
didn't mean an actual cemetery," Cornell said.
"Your device won't work your way here,"
the man said. "We are nearing our destination, and the sun shall soon set.
I have many rooms and you may stay in them."
Mike Olsen chuckled. "You own a motel?"
"It's something like a motel."
Mike Olsen
hesitated. "It's been a long time."
"Almost
a hundred years," the man said. "Mike, in all your travels and in all
your time, why did you not come back?"
The man
shrugged. "There are far less portals in the world today. And you don't
always get to know the endings to other people's stories."
Epilogue
It was a busy morning, even for a Tuesday.
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