Blank: Home — Richard C. Hale

Alien That's what I felt like in my own world. An alien who had come home to find that home wasn't what I expected. I had spent the last two years in another dimension—another Thread—living with a people I felt were my own. But something pulled me back. An urgent calling that left little doubt in my mind that home was where I needed to be. Savannah, Colton, they felt it too, so we came home to find nothing had changed. At least at first. But when a 'friend' surfaced, and offered to help, I knew what must be done. I had to get her back. She wasn't gone like I had imagined. Only lost. And getting her back home was the most important thing in my life. It wouldn't be easy. Nothing that lasted ever was. Home. It was good to be here. But I had work to do…