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Ghosts from college

Author: Knight Wright
last update publish date: 2026-10-16 22:21:31

On the fifty-first morning, I went to the harbor market for fresh bread, and I saw Briar Lockhart.

She stood at a flower stall with a paper cup in one hand, her dark red lips pressed tight, and her sharp eyes sweeping the crowd. I did not need to wonder who she was looking for. She turned, and her gaze landed on me, and she did not even pretend to smile.

“Elowen.”

“Briar.”

She walked up slowly, in neat heels on wet stones. Up close, she looked tired. There was powder under her eyes, and her coa
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  • Reborn 90 Days Before The Apocalypse    Ghosts from college

    On the fifty-first morning, I went to the harbor market for fresh bread, and I saw Briar Lockhart.She stood at a flower stall with a paper cup in one hand, her dark red lips pressed tight, and her sharp eyes sweeping the crowd. I did not need to wonder who she was looking for. She turned, and her gaze landed on me, and she did not even pretend to smile.“Elowen.”“Briar.”She walked up slowly, in neat heels on wet stones. Up close, she looked tired. There was powder under her eyes, and her coat was not buttoned right. “You have been avoiding my calls.”“I do not know your number.”“You do.” Her lip twitched. “You have been getting my texts.”I thought of the message in the bedroom. You should not have left him. You will regret this. And the second one. I know about the money, Elowen. We need to talk.“That was you,” I said.“I am being kind, trying to warn you.” She leaned in, and her perfume was sweet and heavy. “Your lawyer filed something about the hidden rent. About where Caspian

  • Reborn 90 Days Before The Apocalypse    Tire Marks in the dust

    I did not open the gate right away.I sat in the car with the engine running and watched him through the windshield. Caspian wore his good navy coat, the one I had taken to the dry cleaner twice a month for four years. His hands were wrapped around the iron bars like a man at the zoo. He was not looking at me. He was looking past me, up the hill, at the white walls, the blue shutters, and the round lantern tower.I knew that look. I had seen it once at his friend’s yacht club. It was the look he wore when he was adding up what something cost.I turned off the engine, took my keys, and got out. I left the gate shut between us.“Elo,” he said, and his whole face softened, the way it always did when he needed something. “There you are. Do you know how hard you are to find? Mother nearly had a fit.”“How did you find me?”“Mother found her sewing box open.” He gave a small, wounded laugh. “She said you took something that did not belong to you. A friend of mine saw your taxi turn onto thi

  • Reborn 90 Days Before The Apocalypse    A Deal with Lucan Drycott

    Chapter 5By day sixty, I had spent a lot of money, and I felt like a thief in my own shopping.I never bought too much at one time. That was the rule. If I bought a thousand blankets in one store, someone would ask questions. So I went to twenty different stores in three different towns. I bought blankets here, canned beans there, and fuel in small drums from a farm supply shop that did not ask what I was doing with it. Goldie came with me on weekends and wrote everything in her careful nurse handwriting.“You have bought forty boxes of bandages,” she said, frowning. “Are you opening a hospital?”“Maybe,” I said. “We will see.”She gave me a long, worried look but did not push.Everyone else thought I was crazy. My old coworkers whispered when I called to resign. A woman from my old church said she was praying for me. Caspian told people that I had a breakdown and was “resting.” He said it with such a sad, patient face that people patted his arm and brought him casseroles. I only fou

  • Reborn 90 Days Before The Apocalypse    My Grandmother’s hidden bunker

    Chapter 4Lantern Point sat at the end of a long, winding road. The cliffs were steep, and the sea below was gray and loud. The house was tall and old, with white walls, blue shutters, and a round lantern tower on one side. I stood at the gate for a full minute before I could make myself go in.The inside smelled of dust and lavender. Every piece of furniture was covered with white sheets, like sleeping ghosts. I pulled one off and found a chair I recognized. I had sat on my grandmother’s lap in it when I was small. A sob came up my throat, and for once I let it.“Hello, Grandma,” I whispered. “I am sorry I came so late.”I walked through the rooms one by one. The kitchen had a huge old stove and a pantry as big as my old bedroom. The upstairs rooms looked over the sea. In the lantern tower, someone had left a small desk and a wide window facing the horizon. It felt like a place made for watching.Elowen will need that house before the sky falls.I could not stop thinking about Ines’s

  • Reborn 90 Days Before The Apocalypse    Inheritance

    Chapter 3I did not go far on the first night. I booked a cheap room at a small inn near the bus station and paid in cash. The bed was hard, and the walls were thin. I slept like a stone.In the morning, I faced a problem. I had four thousand dollars in savings and no job that would last past the Sunless. Even if I spent all of it on supplies, it would not be enough to feed one person for a winter that lasted years. I needed real money. I needed it fast.I sat on the bed and chewed the end of my pen. In my first life, there had been one small thing I never understood. After my grandmother Ines died, a lawyer kept sending letters to the Vale house with my name on them. Odette always said they were junk mail. I never saw one. Back then, I was too busy to ask.Now I thought about it very hard.Why would junk mail come from a lawyer?I paid for one more night at the inn. Then I called a taxi and went back to the Vale mansion, but not through the front door. I waited until Odette and Corde

  • Reborn 90 Days Before The Apocalypse    Escape

    Chapter 2When the light faded, I was standing in a small, bright room.It was no bigger than a closet. The walls were pale gold, and the air carried the scent of rain and fresh soil. There was no door, yet somehow I knew this place belonged to me.I looked down at the glowing key mark on my wrist. The moment I thought about leaving, the room flickered, and I was back in my bedroom. Not even a second had passed.My heart raced.I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and touched the key. In the golden room, I set it down on the floor, stepped out, and came back in. The apple was right where I had left it.This space could hold things. Anything I carried in would stay safe in here, hidden from everyone.A secret place where I could store everything I needed.I sat on the golden floor. I had a hiding place, I had ninety days, and I had the memory of everything that was going to happen.My hands started to shake again.This time the grief did not come loudly. It came like cold water risin

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