Fear No More (Ghost No More Series Book 3) by James CeeCee

Author:James, CeeCee [James, CeeCee]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2015-04-03T04:00:00+00:00

8

*4 years old*

It was another late night. Mama had brought me to a motel. We ran through the rain to the door. I’d never been to a motel before. The name sounded funny, and I said it over and over until she told me to stop. “I need a break,” she’d said. “I want you to stay out of sight.”

Meeting us at the motel door was Mama’s brother and a couple of their male friends. They carried big bags and were laughing. “We’re going to have a good time,” one told Mama, rubbing her shoulder. She laughed as her hand trailed down his arm.

“Who’s this?” Another one asked, pointing at me. I tried to hide behind Mama’s legs.

“Don’t worry about her,” Mama said.

Mama’s brother unlocked the door, and we all went in. The bags were thrown on the table. Two of the guys pulled up chairs and sat. One pulled out his cigarettes and lit one.

Mama gripped my shoulder and steered me towards the bathroom. She pointed to the narrow slot under the bathroom sink. “Climb under there,” she gestured with her hand. She left, returning with a pillow and a blanket. “Go to sleep,” she said, throwing them to me. A deep crease showed between her eyebrows. “I don’t want to hear you make sound.” She made a sharp jerk of her head. “Don’t make me come back,” she warned before turning and walking away.

One of the guys met her on her way out and said something I didn’t understand. She started to laugh. He tugged on the end of a lock of her hair, and she batted at his shoulder.

It was dark and cramped where I was. I looked up at the underside of the sink, just a board with a pipe twisting out of it. There was nothing to do. I wasn’t even a bit sleepy. I rolled on my side and watched the people’s shadows play on the wall.

They were all having a good time out there. Bottles opened, and the TV turned on. “Oh!” Mama squealed. “Invasion of the Body Snatchers!” I could smell the funny smoke they liked.

In a soft voice, I started making up stories for the shadow people on the wall. When the shadows quit moving I pointed my two fingers up to make bunny ears and tried to make my own shadow. The little shadow bunny wiggled his nose, and I giggled. “Little Bunny Foo-Foo,” I whispered in a sing-song, “hopping through the forest. Scooping up the field mice-“ and here I balled my fist and swatted it with my other hand, “and bopping them on the head.” Bop! Bop! Bop!

The other room erupted into shrieks and screams and laughter at something on the TV, jerking me alert.

Someone was coming in.

A man I didn’t know.

His feet dragged past where I was scooched under the sink. Unsteadily he stood before the toilet, his feet splayed to either side. There was a chink of porcelain as he stumbled forward, and cursed. The next sound was a jet of urine splashing.

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