A Garden Path for Friday the Thirteenth

When Friday the thirteenth occurs during a summer month, it never seems quite as spooky to me as when it falls in October. Still, it is Friday the thirteenth, and while Austen was surely too rational to care much for superstitions, I am not a particularly rational person.

So, here is a short scene from my messy work in progress, Disappearing Act. Like a Friday the thirteenth in August, this snippet is odd and almost (but not really) spooky.

I’m sharing it in part because I actually used this mon...