Chapter 12 – Premonitions
Jerry slept in his bunk aboard Auxiliary's Revenge and dreamed. It wasn't the Blackshoals dream. This time, he was in Stonefell County.
He stood on his landlady's front lawn, admiring his handiwork. The grass was freshly mowed, the bushes were neatly trimmed, and everything was as it should be. The scents of dirt and grass and flowers trickled into his nose, provoking a satisfied smile. He was a good landscaper, and he took pride in a job well done.
He lifted his face to the sky. It was a clear dark blue without a single cloud in sight. The sun was warm but not too hot. A gentle breeze from the west cooled his skin. It was an altogether gorgeous day.
The front door of the home opened, and Miss Carpenter stepped out. She carried a tray bearing a pitcher of lemo
