Part 7 Bo opened her eyes to see an old man’s profile standing in her open door. Long white hair. Long white beard. Chad stepped into view, nose to nose with this man. “Coward!” He roared again. The sheriff’s hat bobbed in the background. “If you are not a coward, tell me then.” Was thisContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
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Winter Season
The invitation Ask. A voice inside his head called. Ask. “I…” he stammered looking away from her; “made a large pot of soup and I’d be honored if you’d join me for dinner.” She was stunned. The two halves of her spoke at once saying hell no and trust him. Should she let down herContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 6 He put his hand under her head. She was so groggy. “5 more minutes.” Bo bemoaned. She could feel herself being lifted but could do nothing to stop it. “Ruby,” hands held her face. “Ruby?” His voice was laced with anguish. When he put his hands on her shoulders, her head wobbled backwards.Continue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
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Winter Season
Let’s play “This might be a small town but we still have crime.” She bounced, bounced he told his shocked mind through the yard to shut the door. He had turned away from her looking up the street thinking about where to show her around too. This adventure would take about thirty minutes at best.Continue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 5 She focused on the stone itself. It was dark gray, weathered by time, covered with lichens. The lantern section of a church steeple came to mind. A solid base with those few letters and the date. There were four columns. ‘How weird.’ She thought. The top of the columns looked like spears. OrContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Esther Esther observed her guest. His head was much closer to the ceiling than hers. She knew her house was small. It was a guess on her part that she had 7 foot ceilings. It was really hard to tell what build he had under his coat. But she was assuming he was slender. TheContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 4 A young man stuck his head out of a door, “thanks boss.” If the look on his face was an indicator, Mini might be on the menu. “Are you the only game in town?” They started walking away from the garage around the hotel, toward what might be Main Street. “No, my formerContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Inside The wind whipped down the street in cold December fashion. The first day of the month was turning out to be a bear. He snuggled a little tighter in his coat. He did love winter but could do without the wind unless he was all snuggled into his blanket on the couch. This windContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 3 Dracula always fascinated Bo. The intrigue. The mystery. The underlying tension caused her mind to race. She fell asleep with Dracula dancing through her dreams. A lengthy stretch was followed by rolling over to check the time, 9 am on Saturday. This was the best nights sleep she’d had in a long time.Continue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
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