The Ghosts We Carry
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 1: Returning Home As the sun began to set on Friday evening, cars started rolling into Thurmont, bringing with them alumni from all over who were returning for their anticipated Saturday reunion of the Catoctin High Class of 2016 at Thurmont Ambulance Company…
From May To December
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. T h e C a t o c t i n B a n n e r b r i n g s y o u . . . 12: Second Chances Jack Lawrence asked Bobby Hennessey to drive him from Bobby’s farm…
From May To December
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 7: Making a Deal Stacy Lawrence and Bobby Hennessey set up a time to meet at the Kountry Kitchen restaurant the day following his job offer to her. Stacy had wanted time to think about the offer and think of any questions she…
From May To December
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 6: A Job Offer Bobby Hennessey and Peter Lawrence entered the bustling Thurmont tavern, their boots tapping against the wooden floorboards. The warm, inviting scent of freshly cooked food filled the air, mingling with the sound of glasses clinking and people chatting. Behind…
From May To December
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 3: Job Hunting Saturday morning, Stacy Lawrence slowly woke from her slumber, feeling disoriented and unsure of her surroundings. She looked at the ceiling and then at the nightstand. She didn’t recognize them. With a jolt, she remembered that she and her son,…
What Happens on the Mountain
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 3: Planning A hand shook Brian Johnson’s shoulder, and he opened his eyes. The first thing he realized was that it was still night. The second thing he realized was that Lt. Harcourt was standing beside him. “You have five minutes to get…
What Happens on the Mountain
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 2: Arrival Navy seaman Brian Johnson and the nine other sailors looked around at where the army truck had dropped them off apparently in the middle of nowhere. They were in the woods standing in front of what looked to be a log…
The Bridge at Loys Station
written by James Rada, Jr. A serial fiction story for your enjoyment 7: The Love of Your Life Jessica Weikert walked up next to Thomas Hamilton, who was standing in front of the Loys Station Covered Bridge staring at it. “Who are you talking to?” she asked. “I wish I knew.” Thomas had met the…
The Bridge at Loys Station
A serial fiction story for your enjoyment written by James Rada, Jr. 6: The Decision to Cross Surprisingly, Thomas Hamilton found it easier to accept that he was stuck in the 1950s than to accept that his boss’s daughter, Jessica Weikert, was going to marry George Kirkpatrick, the son of a store owner in Thurmont.…
The Bridge at Loys Station
written by James Rada, Jr. A serial fiction story for your enjoyment 4: You Can’t Go Home Again Thomas Hamilton was in no rush heading back to Rocky Ridge because he had no idea what he would do when he got there. All he knew was that the bridge at Loys Station was the key…
The Bridge at Loys Station
written by James Rada, Jr. A new serial fiction story for your enjoyment 2: Times Past Thomas Hamilton walked across the Loy’s Station Covered Bridge, ignoring the wooden beams around him. He focused his attention on the other side of the bridge, where the sky was clear and the sun shone. It stood in stark…
Nights at the Sanatorium
written by James Rada, Jr. A serial fiction story for your enjoyment 7: The Last Fight Tim Ross wandered from window to window in the basement of the nurse’s building of the State Tuberculosis Hospital in Sabillasville. The foundation of the building was stone, but except for load-bearing walls, the inner walls in the basement…
Nights at the Sanatorium
written by James Rada, Jr. A serial fiction story for your enjoyment 6: Time To Leave Tim Ross looked at the body Frank Larkins and the other orderly loaded into the truck bed. It was the same man. Paul Donofrio. He had spoken a few hours earlier about recovering from tuberculosis. He had praised some…
