Uncanny

Today’s Word Count: 944 words, 44.6k total

Excerpt:

Daniel knew there was no turning back. He cast his mind out further, racing back through time. He was in a tunnel, dark and musty; he couldn’t help but feel like Alice wandering down the rabbit hole. There was Chris, a tow-headed blond kid, freckles ringed around his pink nose. “It was your father, Chris. What things he did to your mother!”
Now he could see Chris tense.
“He was so big, and you were so little. What could you do?”
“Daniel…”
Daniel felt like a rock kicked down a mountainside, helplessly out of control. “But she blamed you, didn’t she? You’d catch her staring at you; at the dinner table; as you played with your toys outside. She’d be standing inside watching you, her fingers pressed on the windows.”

Thoughts For Today:

We have been looking for a new church in the area, and yesterday we visited the Calvary Chapel in Sebastopol. Fun fact: it meets in the O’Reilly building, the computer book publishers. I’ve sent my resume in three separate times for jobs in that company, and have yet to hear anything back. Well, I got one over on them: I went in the building without even having a job there. The Calvary Chapel was very good, but we might still look around for a few weeks. Problem is, there really aren’t that many churches in Sebastopol; around 10, on my last count. That includes the Catholic, Lutheran, Presbyterian, United Methodist, United Congregationalist, and Seventh Day Adventist churches. And those, in my little book, are not an option (of course, many other people find a home in those churches). Taking those out, there’s really only 2-3 churches to consider. And that we will do.

Onward!