Cleo liked having Andrew in the apartment with them. Even with the curse broken, things were still awkward with Edie. She knew they were both thinking about it as they attempted to interact in a somewhat normal way. The curse had been the main problem in their relationship, wasn’t it? And now that it was […]

The curse was broken. Something that, despite everything, Olivia was having a hard time wrapping her mind around. Andrew had left three days ago and nobody would be getting stuck in New Winslow ever again. At least not by a paranormal force at the town line. There were plenty of other things that could keep […]

Olivia’s phone rang as she was getting Mia into her car seat, doing her best not to think too hard about how Noah and Iris were right now looking for the missing pages of the town history underneath the general store. Mia was chatting at her and she clasped the safety harness, then pulled out […]

(Quick housekeeping note before the episode: New Winslow Season Eight will end on Saturday, August 24, with the final three episodes releasing two days earlier for Patreon patrons.) —————— Noah wasn’t a particularly skilled lockpick, but he had certainly done it before. As much as hanging up with Andrew stung, he’d gotten off the phone […]

Andrew woke the next morning to Noah swearing at the tiny coffee maker that sat on the strange linoleum desk. He opened his eyes and sat up, shaking vague dreams out of his head as he did so. Noah was in only his jeans, standing there and glaring at the coffee maker. “All I’m trying […]

Roman was the first person to reach Andrew as he dropped to his knees. “You’re alright, man,” Roman said, his voice light and confident as he crouched down, gripping Andrew’s upper arm to keep him from falling to the muddy ground. “I got you. You’re good, it’s all good.” Andrew nodded as his body shook […]

They weren’t alone at the town line. The white box truck Iris had seen outside Town Hall was stopped on the road just before the sign, the same driver leaning out the window to watch them as they approached. The back door was open and Iris could see Dr. Degas in the back with Charles […]

Iris went straight into her locked, empty shop, ignoring the blood beading on her neck. Broken glass crunched under her feet as she moved through the aisles, pulling supplies off the broken shelves. Without thinking too hard about what she was doing, she lined the place with salt and prepared everything she would need in […]

Iris tried to project that image of the confident town psychic as she walked into Town Hall the next afternoon. She was the expert in matters of the paranormal, she was the one who spent all day every day surrounded by it. This was how she made her living. And Baxter was hiding paranormal secrets […]

Celine had to remember not to forget it when she was in New Winslow tomorrow. She needed to just not forget it. As she was folding laundry at the Countess, listening to quiet pop music on her phone, she reminded herself over and over. When you’re there, make sure you don’t forget. Just don’t forget. Forget […]