The Legend of the Spiralling Cedars

Natasza
Waters

Angry words and the stomp of visitor’s footsteps alerted everyone inside Soaring Cedars Provincial Park headquarters seconds before the door burst open.
Rachel raised a brow at her park rangers working behind the counter. Lacy swiveled her chair from her position at the communications desk, consisting of a radio, computer, landline phone, whiteboard, and a map of the park hanging on the wall with a multitude of colored pins. Samuel, William, and Sarah’s heads tipped up from their duties.
“This should be interesting,” Rachel murmured. They’d almost made it to lunchtime without a query or complaint.
“Arthur! I’m telling you, it’s kids and we need to report this.”
The door, darkened with age to a deep caramel color, flew open and Cynthia Meadows stepped into the park’s central, one-stop-shopping Visitor's Centre.
“I’m telling you, it’s an animal,” Cynthia’s husband, Arnold Meadows, grumbled, rambling into the room behind her.
“Rachel!” Cynthia swung a gaze, boiling with anger, in her direction. At sixty-five years and resisting old age with dyed flaming red locks held back by a green hair band, Cynthia didn’t believe in going grey without a fight. “We’ve had trouble at the cottage. Someone trashed our place!”
“Cynthia, Arthur. Let’s talk in my office.”

Read this first installment of our brand new Suspense serial thriller in the July/Aug.  2017 issue of InD'Tale magazine.

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