Come With Me

Lorraine Able has lost everyone. Her son, her husband. She is alone except for the hospice nurse that she both resents and clings to. She carries guilt for her son's death, believing her actions caused him to die in a wreck that happened almost 20 years ago. Nothing has ever resulted in his death except a profound depression and an ongoing seclusion from society. Until now. Things go missing or turn up in the wrong spot, doors open and close seemingly on their own. But the more she tells people about what is happening to her, the worse it starts to get. And no one believes her. Suddenly, she begins to question not only her son's death, but also her own sanity. Lorraine must figure this out on her own, or be tormented with the possibility that her son is now haunting her. ***The cover is a picture of me, totally of my own making, do not steal please. I took it and I love it very much. Thank you*** ****Also, this story is a work in progress and will hopefully be either a short story or a novella. Be patient as I work on this, and thank you for reading!****