The "Runaway Train" has been brought under control and will wrap up its run this afternoon.
As always, I offer my thanks to those that helped me get this story together.
Zom is a great proofreader and he catches 99 percent of the junk that slips through.
Pixel the Cat stepped up to give the story a final (and thorough) going over. His changes made a real difference in the quality of the story.
And, of course, the late, great BlackIrish, my friend and my longtime editor who joined so many others in passing from our plane of existence earlier this year.
BlackIrish had a hand with my next two stories - the value of working ahead, I suppose - but this is the final story he guided from front to back. He is missed.
I would also like to thank the readers who ignored the missing or misused words and the sometimes lagging plot to hang with this story for the past eight months.
I hope I've kept you entertained two or three times each week and given you a little break from life's demands along the way.
As always seems to happen at the end of a story, I have hundreds of emails from loyal readers still languishing in my inbox. I simply cannot find time to reply to every email as much as I wish I could (it would mean that I no longer had any other obligations in my life).
Please know that I have read every email that I have been sent and I have taken them to heart. I appreciate the kind words and the suggestions.
I wish everybody on SOL (even the trolls that lurk on this corner of the Internet cave) a very happy New Year. May 2017 be the best year of your lives (at least until 2018 rolls around).
Best wishes,
Jay C.