In Search of the Past (Stacey and Shane Mcleod, #2) Read Free Page A

search.  She decided to just start driving.  The countryside was absolutely beautiful. Stacey knew she had never been here before, except in her dream. She wondered again, if her dream could be a past life experience.  She knew so little about things like that.  Stacey had never been, what you would call, devout. Mr. Chen had taught her about the breath of life, so Stacey looked up at the sky and said, “Deities, I’m putting myself in your hands.  If ya’ll are out there show me the way, but you’ll need to hurry, I have to leave in two weeks.”
    Stacey stopped the car and looked at the map.  She knew there was a river that ran by Dun-Raven castle.  Of course, it could have dried up or changed its flow after all these years. Well, Stacey thought; I’ll never know if I don’t look.  She sat for awhile studying the map.  Okay, she told herself; here goes nothing, as she took the motorway north in the direction she felt Dun-Raven should lie.

Chapter 3
    Maxwell House
    S tacey, following some instinctive impulse had turned off the main motorway a few miles back.  Now she regretted that decision as her car had just quit on her.  The fog had rolled in from nowhere so thick she could hardly see.  She had turned off the motorway, onto a country road because she felt something, not recognition, but something that she had no name for, other than intuition.
    Stacey took out her flashlight to read the emergency phone number on the rental agreement.  As luck would have it her cell phone was dead.  She tried the car charger, but it was faulty too.  Stacey had been sitting in the car in the fog for about half an hour when she saw the faint glow of car lights.  She got out of the car to flag down the approaching vehicle with her flashlight, but it turned off somewhere up ahead. She thought, to herself; there must be a house up there.  Once again she grabbed her flashlight, as well as her shoulder bag and started walking.
    She found the turn off and followed the driveway to a house. When she knocked on the door a friendly woman answered.  Stacey introduced herself and told the woman that her car had stopped on her and asked could she please use her phone?  “Yes, of course, go through dear.  The phone is in the dining room on the right.”
    Once again, Stacey was dressed in jeans, shirt and boots. The woman took her to the phone in the dining room just off the foyer.  Stacey was talking on the phone to the rental company.  She was on hold, waiting to be connected to the towing service for the area, when a woman and a man walked into the dining room.
    With much surprise, Stacey asked, “What are you doing here?” 
    “I could ask you the same question,” he said.
    “Shane, don’t be rude,” the woman with him said.
    “Sorry, Mother, may I introduce you to Miss Scott.” 
    The other woman came back in and he introduced her as his Aunt Letty. The phone brought Stacey back to reality. The towing service informed her, because of the fog it would be a while before they could get there.
    “Okay, I suppose if that’s as soon as you can get here.” Stacey said.  She turned to the people still standing watching her and asked, “Where am I?” 
    “You’re at Maxwell house, dear,” Aunt Letty said.
    “I’m at Maxwell house, are you familiar with it?” Stacey asked the towing man.
    “Not right off hand, miss.  What road are you on?”
    A little exasperate, Stacey asked, “What road am I on, please?” 
    “It’s Maxwell house road, dear,” Aunt Letty said.
    When Stacey told him the road, he said, “Oh, sure miss I know the road.”
    “I’ll be waiting in the car,” Stacey said, and hung up.
    “Oh, no dear, you can’t do that, you’ll wait right here with us.  We’ll have a nice cup of tea while we’re waiting.”
    “Thank you, Mrs. Maxwell, that’s very kind of you but it’ll be better if I wait in the car.”
    While Stacey was on the phone with the towing service, Doctor McLeod had