I arrived by train in Pawling this
Monday for an annual pilgrimage.
I often think of coming back in fall and sometimes do. So I got off the train as Jeannie Michael and started to note any changes made in the town over the year.
Then it hits me I have come with a new purpose. My fictional protagonist, Kick Groves, will come here for a personal retreat after her child goes missing. I started seeing it through Kick's eyes.
She is Catholic, has her cheerleader figure at age 36, ponytail and works at home for a language school. She remembers, previous visits of course, and takes refuge in St. John's Church. The door is blessedly unlocked. Two elderly people are praying, one at the front, the other at the back.
Kick prays, heads out into the sunshine where she wants the large statue of Mary to come to life to hold her in her arms.