Danny Norbury

The End

C’mon Pete think…it’s got to be one of these roads. Pete Kodrasov had been driving through the Pine Barrens so long that the cool shadows of night crept from their hiding places within the surrounding forest. Usually, the sensations of this type of moment would fill him with joy. The high heat of a summer day bleeding away into cool darkness, a breeze biting through opened car windows, the rich smell of pines and mile after mile of isolated byways; these were things that brought Pete a sense of peace, helped him unwind and refuel his creative reserves. But today, with only one small corner of the book left to complete … today they were obstacles to his goal.