A Ghoulish Midlife: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Witching After Forty Book 1) by Lia Davis & L.A. Boruff

Author:Lia Davis & L.A. Boruff [Davis, Lia & Boruff, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“Shut up,” I yelled at my phone and threw the blanket over my head. It was way too damn early. I’d set my alarm for nine, but the sun was barely peeking over the horizon.

Finally, it stopped ringing, to my intense relief. I snuggled back down into my pillow and dozed off almost instantly.

Seconds later, the shrill ringing filled the air again. Groaning, I reached out and pushed the answer button, then speaker. “‘Lo?”

“Good morning!”

It was Olivia. For the love of everything unholy. Of course, it was Olivia. I needed to put a special ringtone on her phone number, so I’d know never to answer her call. But knowing her as well as I did, she’d just call from Sam’s phone. I was doomed.

“Why are you up this early?” My voice was scratchy and deep, thick with sleep. Plus, I was thirsty. And I had to pee. Damn it. Looked like I was getting up.

“I’ve been up for over an hour,” she said in a sing-song voice.

The sounds of construction filtered through my door. They were already here and working. “How do people function this early?” I whispered. “I feel like the dead.” And that was saying something coming from me.

“Well, I have so much news for you. I followed Owen last night and I think he’s up to no good. After I left your place I passed by the diner, and guess what? He was there. So, I waited to see where he went, and he drove all over the dang place.”

“Olivia. Does Sam know you followed this guy? It’s dangerous!” I couldn’t help but imagine what could’ve happened to her. And Sam would have blamed me.

“We just won’t tell him. How about that?” She sighed. “But no, I don’t keep secrets from him. I’ll tell him tonight.”

“Good.” I didn’t love Olivia, but Sam did. And I loved Sam. For a relationship to stand the test of time, honesty was necessary. “I’m glad to hear you say you’re not keeping secrets.”

“Well, anyway, I’m here. I just pulled up in your driveway. We’re going to scope out Owen’s lighthouse.”

I scrambled out of bed and peered out my bedroom window. Sure enough, Olivia’s red 4-Runner was behind the construction trucks. “Damn it, Olivia, it’s too early to think right now,” I muttered.

She laughed in response. “Hey, I have coffee.”

“Okay,” I said grudgingly. “You can come in. The door is open, the construction crew has a key.”

I hurried through brushing my teeth and hair and dressed quickly. Before Olivia decided to come find me, I stuck my head in Alfred’s bedroom door. He sat on the bed with his hands on his knees and Snooze beside him, staring up at his face. That cat was so weird. “Have you been like this all night?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“Did you come up when the construction crew got here?”

Nod.

“Okay, don’t come downstairs while they’re here, okay?”

Nod.

“Keep your door shut.”

Nod.

I didn’t know what else to say, so I shut the door and hurried downstairs.

Olivia sat at my kitchen table looking out the back door.

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