I'll be posting more of The Rapture in a jiffy.
For now, go to this link for Chapter 1: Wild Horses
This novel is in a style all its own.
Think shattered mind.
Think Picasso reality.
Think PTSD timeline.
Think Pulp Fiction the first time it came out -- way back in the 90s -- when no one, but no one, knew what the hell to make of it the first time they saw it. (Ask if you're too young to know what that means.)
Now you're getting the idea.
Just go with it. You'll see.
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