In book one of the Gary and Stacy Winslow series, “Tears of the Silent Crow” you had the opportunity to meet this adventurous and fun loving couple and learned about their love of life and their ability to solve mysteries. Now in the second book, “The Compass Society” things have changed just a little. Stacy has been missing for six months. Not only has Gary not been able to find her, but he’s being blamed for her disappearance. His life is at an all time low. He’s lost everything, and now he’s considering the ultimate loss, taking his own life. He gives it one last try, however, and is recruited by an age old organization known as The Compass Society. The Society claims that there is no such thing as good fortune, luck or coincidence. Every person receives what they deserve according to a centuries old plan, and what they get is a result of the Society’s intervention. Gary has twenty-four hours to decide if he wants to join, and finds out some remarkable things during this decision period. Now he must decide if this organization will really be the salvation of mankind, or the cause of humanity’s ultimate demise, and at the same time, find the love of his life.
The Compass Society will have you asking yourself questions about life that you only thought you knew the answers to. Join the Winslows as they solve the mystery of, “The Compass Society”.
It's important to me to get my stories to the public in memory of my parents and now my mother-in-law. They loved my stories and I believe that you will too! Here's information about me: Drew has been writing all of his life, or at least from the time he knew what words and stories could do. In second grade he was writing audio plays and now, many...many years later, he's still writing. He's written the Tokorel sci-fi series, which has received numerous accolades, great reviews and awards, and numerous other books both fantastic and original. He loves sci-fi and fantasy but he also writes non-fiction as well. He lives in Fort Collins, Colorado with his wonderful family and runs a video production company to pay the bills, in addition to working for the city Parks Department. He loves people, so feel free to Email him anytime if you have questions about his books or want to chat. He can be reached at email@example.com.
When we lose someone close to us, the memories can take us to places that we long for. Dreams can do even more, evoking those strong emotions that only dreams and reality can bring out in us. It's different when we sit and think. We experience a sadness or longing, but those emotions of that person being right there just don't feel as strong. So when Gary dreams of his wife, who has been missing for months, those emotions are there in the morning, and his day begins in a depressed funk. See what I mean but please try to enjoy!
The heat continued as the dream faded. The bright light of the morning sun streamed in through the hole in the window shade. It was that time of the year, when the sun came up at just the right angle and would shine through that blasted hole and right onto Gary’s face. He turned away from the light, but could still feel the heat of the morning’s ray on the back of his head. He wanted desperately to go back to sleep, but knew that he wouldn’t be able to now. He wanted to revisit that moment in time, even if it were only a dream, to see Stacy’s face, her smile, and her eyes. Discomfort existed, however, and sleep was gone. He opened his eyes and sat up in bed. He looked at the empty side of the queen-sized bed and reached over to put his hand on the space that used to be occupied by the one woman that he would ever love. He imagined her lying there. He could see here turning over to face him, opening her eyes and smiling, stretching and then wrapping her arms around him. He could see her leaning in to kiss him and then biting her lip as she always did before they made love. He closed his eyes and wished with all of his being that she was still there, but as with days gone by, all the wishing in the world wouldn’t bring her back, and no amount of hoping would allow her fingertips to caress his face again.