“The night my destiny hunted me down was a rainy All Hallows’ Eve. The one night of the year – I’ve come to know from personal experience – when the veil between the living and the dead is thin as a soap bubble.”
Will McCurty has a choice on Halloween night, walk away from his older brother and their shared destiny, or leap into a lifelong commitment to the McCurty family business.
Within twenty-four hours, it’s clear. Will’s commitment won’t be that much of a burden after all. Life’s not long when you’re a BridgeKeeper.
BridgeKeeper by L.S. Moore
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