“Searching,” Chapter 34 Epilog

By PATRICK CABELLO HANSEL

“One person”™s found is another person”™s lost.” We are taught that this is true, that there always must be winners and losers, that it is part of the way the world is made, that the “invisible hand” directs the fortunes of everyone, and that as one rises, another must fall. But what if by searching and finding, or even by searching and not finding, we are more connected to our fellow human beings? What if our search, our healing and our wisdom multiplies unto others, so that as one of us is found, we all are? It is easy to speculate on what will become of Angel and Luz, our beloveds. It is easy to speculate, and hard to know. They have found each other, and they are willing to go to any length to keep that treasure that is their love. But we know that love untested is not real love, and that it is in trial that we often find our true strength. Luz and Angel will now walk together, and discover together, what their search will show them. Perhaps we will catch up to them a few years down the line: perhaps with babies, perhaps with degrees, most certainly with life”™s troubles big and small, and with life”™s joys, small and bigger than we can imagine.… Read the rest ““Searching,” Chapter 34 Epilog”

“Searching,” A Serial Novelle”” Chapter 1

By PATRICK CABELLO HANSEL

EDITOR”™S NOTE Regarding “SEARCHING”
Alley Communications has been honored and pleased to publish this novella by Patrick Cabello Hansel in The Alley Newspaper — a first for The Alley and for any local community paper as far as we know. Many noteworthy writers published novels in a serial format in newspapers or other periodicals; for example Charles Dickens published chapters at regular intervals and if they became popular he would publish the chapters as a book. Some writers sought and even depended upon reader comments and suggestions as they developed their novels. All 34 Chapters are at: www.alleynews.org/category/searching

Angel swore it was an owl. It was calling from a tree hidden deep behind the locked cemetery gates. He remembered that an owl calling meant death, but for whom? Himself? One in his family? A friend who had a death wish? He tried to see the owl through the fog that was beginning to creep in from Cedar Avenue, but he could not.… Read the rest ““Searching,” A Serial Novelle”” Chapter 1”