Fountain Dead by Theresa Braun

Author:Theresa Braun [Braun, Theresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unnerving
Published: 2018-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Summer 1988

While Mark helped put away all the picnic supplies, he waited for an opportunity to pull his sister aside to ask her more about the dude at the lake. But she’d stuck close to either one or the other of their parents the entire time. And now that the trunk had been emptied and the fridge packed with leftovers, Tausha and Mom were mixing cookie dough.

Not sure if he should alarm his parents about the man he’d seen his sister with, Mark resolved to be even more watchful around the house and over Tausha. If he ever caught that man so much as on the same block, Mark would report it to his parents, or to the police. There had to be a trespassing law. They could file a restraining order. Something.

For now, the coast was clear and his family was safe.

Mark’s thoughts wandered as he gazed out the screen door. Being a few steps from the garage brought vivid flashes of the kiss. Thinking of those fingers in his hair sent electricity up his spine. His lips numbed. Little pinprick stars flared in his vision. The center of his heart cycloned with emotion.

To affect him so strongly, the tangle with the ghostly boy had to be real. Was the house pulling a bait and switch on him, like he’d considered? The only thing his gut warned him about was the animal that’d followed him downstairs, almost right to the exit. But the stimulation of his hormones, the endorphin rush of being in the ghost’s personal space, or it in his, caused his brain to forsake all other danger. A sorry we’re closed sign hung from his survival instincts.

Mark had been on such a smooth path regarding confronting his insecurities and fears. With the boy’s touch, and with those words I love you, the spirit had made all of those concerns vanish. The sound of it was so heartfelt, so passionate, and so accepting. He needed to get back to find out why he’d started feeling that way about the boy too. If the experience had merely been some trick of the chemical fumes, Mark wanted to sniff them again. Even if it was just one more time. Perhaps that was the antidote for all that ailed him. Maybe then the darkness would ebb from his life.

His mind made up, Mark whistled for Salem to join him at the door. Wagging her tail, she hustled along the linoleum, her paws losing traction in her excitement.

After the dog relieved her bladder on the grass, she ascended the garage stairs with Mark. He was hyper-vigilant for any clawing noises or sensations at the back of his neck.

Nothing disturbing whatsoever transpired. Then he remembered when he’d been with Tausha this part of the journey had also been uneventful. The freaky part was the departure. He’d made it out once, so he was pretty confident he could do it again.

At the top of the landing, Salem immediately sniffed around.

Mark sat on the trunk, his hands on his knees.

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