Coming Unhinged

Coming Unhinged Hannah Woods Copyright Copyright © 2023 by Hannah Woods All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. Contents 1. Chapter 01 2. Chapter 02 3. Chapter 03 4. Chapter 04 5. Chapter 05 6. Chapter 06 7. Chapter 07 8. Chapter 08 9. Chapter 09 10. Chapter 10 11. Chapter 11 12. Chapter 12 13. Chapter 13 14. Chapter 14 15. Chapter 15 16. Chapter 16 17. Chapter 17 18. Chapter 18 19. Chapter 19 20. Chapter 20 21. Chapter 21 Chapter 01 Jackie Shore woke to sunlight. She smiled and stretched her arms, then snuggled back down into the blankets. The edges of the room—along the dresser and the table edges—glowed with amber light. Her smile became secret and fuller. She never woke to sunlight. Never. Not ever …And then she was flying out of bed late—at least an hour late with the sunup—and deciding she didn’t need a shower. In her closet she tossed clothing around, looking for something comfortable but nice. Something that said: “I know this is your big opus in anthropology, and you’ve been busting your ass to achieve this for years, and I know you are counting on me to show up on time, and it could look like I don’t care at all, but I do. Sincerely.”Nothing in her closet said that.How could nothing in her Chapter 02 “Professor?” Jackie called as she poked her head in and then stepped into the lab area through the double doors. No one answered, and she didn’t see anyone in the offices across the back or to the side. No sounds from the areas upstairs. The place was empty. Did she make it? On the table beside the door was a chess game in progress, but that could be from last Friday, or Thursday. ”Professor?” At her work area she found her tools and the research she had been working with on Friday. Everything looked in order. At least it didn't run off with the alarm clock. “Professor?” she called again, not truly believing her luck. This whole incident might just slide by and under a rug. Could it? The Professor didn’t come into the office until ten or