Steven asked Roy as they walked up to the house. Jason began picking up the clothes that were still lying on the ground in the front yard. “Based on Brett’s descriptions,” Roy said, “I think it’s a ghost following a pattern, like most ghosts. He may have been here the whole time, ever since the e...
Deem said as they walked through the dark. “There’s nowhere to hide!” It was just after midnight, and Winn and Deem were hoofing it into the cemetery, Winn’s Jeep parked far from the entrance so as to not catch the interest of the local police. Deem had mapped out the location of the grave, and e...
As Steven was unpacking things, his father Roy was complaining. He’d complained most of the drive from Seattle, and he wasn’t letting up. “And why do we have to share a room? This dump can’t cost more than twenty bucks a night. Eliza’s friends must be cheap. I’d advise against taking your shoes o...
When they started into the canyon, it seemed easier to walk it than to bring in the bikes – the ground was rocky and the angle a little too steep in some places. Winn wasn’t sure how long they had been in the canyon, but it seemed like a long time. It just kept going. “There’s no cave here,” Winn...
“I don’t understand what you mean by an e-ticket,” she said. “Why can’t you just deliver the tickets to the house, like last time?” Winn and Deem exchanged quick glances, wondering what Carma was up to. Then they wandered to the back porch, hoping to leave David asleep. Winn turned on the misters...
“These are really good,” Awan said. “Sure you don’t want any?” “Not feeling the pancake thing,” Winn replied. “Carma loaded me up on croissants yesterday and I’m carbed out. Might do some eggs in a bit.” “They are good,” Daniel echoed, wolfing down a stack. “You sure you’re OK?” Winn asked. “You’...
Roy said, letting Steven into his house. “It was a bad night,” Steven said, walking in. “You shouldn’t eat just before bed,” Roy said. “It’s not good for you.” “This wasn’t digestion, Dad,” Steven said. “It was demonic.” “Hmm,” Roy said. “Are we still going to get coffee?” “We are,” Steven said, ...
Steven asked the young man who opened the door. He had shoulder length dreadlocks and looked stoned out of his mind. Steven wasn’t sure he’d heard the question. “I’m Jason’s dad.” “Oh,” he said after a moment, thinking about it. His eyes hadn’t yet made contact with Steven. “Come in.” Steven and ...
The exterior wood was exposed over most of the house, leaving a weather-beaten look. It stood three stories high and had beautiful bay windows masked from the inside by tightly drawn blinds. Steven and Roy walked through the front yard. There were large, overgrown bushes that needed tending and t...
Rachel asked under her breath. “Is he any better?” Eliza sprayed cleaning solution on the small round table and wiped at it with a rag. “They don’t know anything yet,” she replied quietly. Lois was on the other side of the gift shop, arranging a display of bookmarks. Bernice hadn’t yet arrived; s...
He parked and waited until 7 p.m. He had considered calling Debra, but didn’t want to reach John and get her into trouble with him for having talked to him. He glanced down the street towards her space and didn’t see John’s truck there. He wanted to get back to Roy as soon as possible. He decided...
Roy asked, holding the trivet Steven handed to him. He turned it over in his hands, then dropped into the River briefly to check it out. “She tried to pass it off as a just a cork trivet,” Steven said, starting the car and pulling out of the parking space. “I convinced her to sell it to me. She w...