Stillwater

In 1962, a priest locked something in a church and let the valley flood around it. He hoped the water would keep it. It did. For sixty years. Charlie Andrews, a wedding photographer, drove eight hundred miles from a life she deliberately destroyed and found the town of Stillwater rising from a drought-emptied reservoir. She pulled a bell rope she shouldn't have touched. Now the thing that slept under that church for six decades is awake. Charlie and Cole Fletcher, a 14 year old Appalachian kid have three sticks of old dynamite, two road flares, and a plan that requires both of them to survive it. Not all plans work out. The book is done, the last chapter posted. 30 days from now, or whenever the book stops getting read, it will be delisted and moved to KDP