The Best Kind of Teacher: Storms of Future Past

By Kari Kilgore

The Race for a Snowy Rescue

Walt Colley loves nothing more than watching a good snowstorm settle in.
Except for the chance to help people as best he knows how.
Then one of the kids he takes under his wing goes missing at the worst time, sending Walt out into the night.
Can he bring everyone home safe and keep himself out of trouble at the same time?

 

A Storms of Future Past Story

Also available in the collection Facing Down Extraordinary

 

An excerpt from The Best Kind of Teacher:

A Bad Night for a Friend to Go Missing

Harry breathed in deep, then blew out loud enough that Walt held the phone away from his ear.

"You be careful out there, Walt. This snow might not be as bad as they predicted just yet, but with all the rain lately there's likely to be black ice. We don't want two of you skidding out." "I got my own four-wheel drive, and chains if I need 'em. Do me a favor and hold off on sending any more plows out for a bit if you can. I'd hate for them to cover over the very tracks we might need if he did go off the road. I'm heading out right now."

Silly as Jimmy could be, Walt had never known him to be a careless driver in any kind of weather.

But like anyone just barely nineteen, he didn't hardly have enough behind-the-wheel experience to tell for sure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Spiral Publishing, Ltd
• Release date: Jun 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201896409

Kari Kilgore

Kari Kilgore started her first published novel Until Death in Transylvania, Romania, and finished it in Room 217 at the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado, where Stephen King got the idea for The Shining. That’s just one example of how real world inspiration drives her fiction. Kari’s first published novel Until Death was included on the Preliminary Ballot for the Bram Stoker Award for Outstanding Achievement in a First Novel in 2016. It was also a finalist for the Golden Stake Award at the Vampire Arts Festival in 2018. Recent professional short story sales include three to Fiction River anthology magazine, with the first due out in the September issue. Kari also has two stories in a holiday-themed anthology project with Kristine Kathryn Rusch due out over the holidays in 2019. Kari writes fantasy, science fiction, horror, and contemporary fiction, and she’s happiest when she surprises herself. She lives at the end of a long dirt road in the middle of the woods with her husband Jason Adams, various house critters, and wildlife they’re better off not knowing more about. Kari’s novels, novellas, and short stories are available at www.spiralpublishing.net, which also publishes books by Frank Kilgore and Jason Adams. For more information about Kari, upcoming publications, her travels and adventures, and random cool things that catch her attention, visit www.karikilgore.com.

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The Best Kind of Teacher

For everyone who has the chance

to help someone learn

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and takes the time to do it right.

The Best Kind of Teacher

A Storms of Future Past Story

Kari Kilgore

Spiral Publishing, Ltd.

The Best Kind of Teacher

Walt Colley figured he had to be shaving a year or two off his time in purgatory, but he wasn’t so sure it was worth it.

The big, lazy snowflakes collecting on his faded purple Wolf Branch High School baseball cap weren’t all that bad, even though they did get together and drop off past his eyes every few minutes. His big, rawboned hands felt the nip in the late afternoon air more than he liked, same as his toes in his scuffed brown leather steel-toed work boots.

He could tolerate the chill for a good while longer, especially in his sturdy blue work coveralls with a puffy brown jacket over top. The fresh, clean smell of a snowstorm heading in cheered Walt up pretty much no matter what else was going on.

The bright white drifting down hadn’t gotten thick enough yet to obscure the red brick buildings of the smallish town of Wolf Branch stretching out all around him, but the sheltering bowl of the mountains had already disappeared, almost like they merged right in with the gray sky. That likely meant a long night of running snow plows and salt trucks in town, and possibly running tow trucks for folks who didn’t pay attention to the weather warnings.

As far as Walt was concerned, as long as no one got themselves hurt with such foolishness, it was worth it for what promised to be a gorgeous sight of snow-covered trees come sunrise.

He didn’t even mind the way nineteen-year-old Jimmy Adams talked about ten miles a minute, letting Walt and anyone else within shouting distance know he’d had something with plenty of garlic and onions for his lunch break before the snow got started.

That part was more or less hard to take, seeing as how Walt hadn’t yet gotten to his own dinner bucket packed full of leftovers from his granny’s big Sunday dinner feast the day before. After long hours working for the town—in the garage all day, getting ready for a heck of a lot more snow to settle in