An Improper Derailment Chapter Forty Three
Where Mary is tired of walking so much, and Marshall takes a nap. Catch up with chapter 42… Start the adventure from the beginning. “Could you maybe slow down?” Mary called out as she trailed after Marshall. “We want to get there before the sun goes down,” he...
An Improper Derailment Chapter Forty Two
Where Mary and Marshall are walking… again… Catch up with chapter 41… Start the adventure from the beginning. A laugh escaped Mary’s lips. She slapped her hands over her mouth. The laughter was instantly replaced by tears. “Now, Now, Mary, we’re safe,” Marshall...
An Improper Derailment Chapter Forty
Where Mary loses her dignity and her lunch… Catch up with chapter 39… Start the adventure from the beginning. Wind and rain buffeted The Profound Name. It lurched side to side, losing altitude with a swiftness that left Mary and Marshall hanging in midair for...
An Improper Derailment Chapter Thirty Nine
Where Mary almost gets away…
Marshall watched in disbelief…
as the rope slithered around the tree branch before slipping away.
The kid fumbled over and over and for all appearances, had no idea how to use his hands.
Captain Forsyth proved yet again to have achieved his status through connections and finances rather than via competency. The man displayed precisely none.
“Stop that!” he yelled. As if his air ship would listen and follow voice commands like a trained dog.
Mary’s pale face appeared, a mask of terror, over the edge of the gondola.
An Improper Derailment Chapter Thirty Eight
Where stuff happens…
Marshall managed to wrangle up a log, with the reluctant help of the kid that stuck around. The kid was so enthralled with the airship he wasn’t even interested in helping either friend get to the doctor about his ankle, or the preacher’s son to find a replacement meal for Mary.
Dropping the log, Marshal dusted his hands together. “It’s not nearly as fine as the furnishing in your home Mrs. Kessler, but it’s the best I can do at the moment.”
“It’s a far sight better than sitting on the ground, I dare say,” Mary commented.
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