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Books by Katie Powner
The Sowing Season
A Flicker of Light
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© 2021 by Katie Powner
Published by Bethany House Publishers
11400 Hampshire Avenue South
Bloomington, Minnesota 55438
Bethany House Publishers is a division of
Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan
Ebook edition created 2021
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—for example, electronic, photocopy, recording—without the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.
ISBN 978-1-4934-3376-6
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Cover design by Susan Zucker
Author is represented by WordServe Literary Group.
Dedication
To Julia Marie (Leskiw) Reis
When I see a high-top shoe
A teddy bear or red canoe
I think of you
Contents
ONE
Secrets are like pennies. Everybody’s got one, even the poorest among us. Some are new and shiny, and some are tarnished and worn smooth from age. I should’ve tossed mine in the Gallatin River years ago so I couldn’t pull it out and turn it over in my hand, wondering why. Wondering if.
But I didn’t.
“June? You out here?”
The screen door creaks as Rand steps onto the porch, and I tuck my secret away. He eases himself into the wooden rocker beside mine.
“It’s nice yet.”
I nod. Fall is in the air, but today the sun is shining over the valley, and the mountain standing tall and proud before us is still blue. Soon it will be sharp and white, but today it almost looks friendly. I’ve lived here long enough to know it isn’t.
Rand reaches over and places a gnarled hand over mine. I like the weight of it, anchoring me.
“I’m waiting for the light.”
This time he nods. “You talk to Mitch today?”
“No.”
I’ve been meaning to call my son. Rand reminds me every morning. But fear holds me back. I don’t want to leave my home.
“There it is.” I point at the mountain as if Rand can’t see with his own eyes the light that appears there as the setting sun hits just the right position in the sky.
Rand’s already-wrinkled face crinkles further as he smiles. “Wonder what the old codger’s up to tonight?”
I squeeze his hand. “Searching for treasure, of course.”
“Ah yes. Of course.”
The old tale comforts me. When Mitch was little, I would ...
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