The Orange Cat & Other Cainsville Tales (2016) - Plot & Excerpts
There should not be humans at her swimming hole. Did they not know the place was haunted? Cursed? She’d spent nearly a century weaving the legend. Each scenario meticulously crafted—a spine-tingling cry in the forest, a hard tug on a swimmer’s leg, picnic baskets vanished, clothing rent as if by some wild beast. Hard work. Frustrating work. Endless work it had seemed at the time. Sometimes they would run back to their village, trembling in horror. Other times, they’d laugh it off as too much strong ale and imagination. Worse, some would come in hopes of those eerie cries and leg tugs and vanished belongings. But she’d kept at it. One hundred years of effort. And now? Now there were humans at her swimming hole. Not simply passing but lingering. Which never happened. It wasn’t just the stories that kept them away. Those only frightened the locals who heard them. Visitors came, too, wandering past. Yet they’d never stay more than a moment or two, overcome by a sense of unease.
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