by Kat Oliver

Created on: June 10, 2009

Kory opened her eyes with the uneasy feeling that something was wrong. Glancing quickly around the room she found everything to be in order. She would know immediately if something had been moved. Her friends said she had the most 'anal' personality of anyone they had ever met. She inherited that trait from her mother who had died at the young age of thirty-five from a heart attack. 'Probably from worrying about an immaculate house she claimed was always a mess.' Smiling, Kory remembered remarking to her mother, Mom, you'd know if a speck of dust moved when I sneezed!

Slowly standing and stretching, she yawned, pulled off her bikini top, grabbed her favorite old sweater from the pile of folded clothes lying at the foot of the bed and pulled it over her head. Next she pulled on a pair of faded old jeans thinking she really should shower and wash off the sand still clinging to her from her afternoon on the beach. The sun was starting to set and she wanted one more walk along the beach before it got too cool.

Kory loved the beach but never could understand why it was so much cooler at night than during the day. She had been coming to Adler's Point since she was a child. Her mother had fallen in love with the ocean and her father had given her the beach house her as an anniversary present. Now it belonged to Kory. Her dad hadn't been back to the Point since her mother's funeral. But Kory found solace at the Point. She hadn't changed anything in the house and always felt her mother's presence there making her feel safe and protected. The past seven years since her mother's death had been hard. Her father tried but he would have faired much better with a son and she had struggled with the evolution from adolescent to woman. She had thought high school would never end and then college pretty much flew by. If Kory wasn't in school, she was at the Point.

Now she was a college graduate and her father was remarried with a new family. Kory and her stepmother weren't enemies but they weren't close either so she moved into the beach house two days after her college graduation and began her quest for employment.

Kory majored in journalism secretly hoping for a future in broadcasting but here on the Point she was lucky she had found work at the small local paper. For now Kory was content with the slow pace of her life. When her mother died Kory had inherited a sizeable trust. The beach house was paid for so her modest salary at the

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