Posted on March 22, 2019
by Finder of Lost Things
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Seriously, my feet have not crossed the threshold of a garden shed in over twenty-ish years, and now I am sitting in my second in under a week. My Uncle would be proud. While I can make an exception for Beatrice’s, I’d renamed it…
Category: Beatrice, Phoebe, SarahTags: boat, Fall Foliage Tour, fiction, Hilltop Hotel, logic, mystery, North Cascades, penny dreadful, Pumpkin Mountain, Sam, shed, Slurpees, story, weekly serial, weekly story
My name is Phoebe Arden, and I used to be the Caretaker of Nevermore Cemetery.
My job is more than just mowing lawns, digging graves and thwarting vandals. The problem is my boss doesn’t understand what exactly my job entailed (or in fact any of my duties).
Now I am on the outside looking in, and I still need to protect Nevermore from Little Ben’s schemes, internal decay, and corrosive outside influences.
This is going to require coffee. Lots and lots of coffee…and maybe an eggroll.
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