Kicking by Robin Merrill

Author:Robin Merrill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian fiction, pentecostal fiction, christian novels for women, christian women's fiction, christian women's novels, christian series, christian fiction for seniors
Publisher: New Creation Publishing
Published: 2020-11-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 37

Zoe

The Cove was breathtakingly beautiful at this time of day. It was hard to believe anything sinister had ever happened here. Of course, if Nelson had a habit of bringing new girls here, giving them moonshine, and then trying to get them into the woods, probably lots of sinister things had happened here.

Jason turned the car around for the third time. Zoe sensed that Jason liked driving around in circles. Maybe he wasn’t interested in helping her so much as he was interested in driving around instead of going to school. Or maybe he was trying to get out of picking up his obnoxious girlfriend. Wishful thinking.

“Then you turned here.” He slowed at the end of Battle Ave, where they’d just come from.

“I think so.”

He looked at her. “You think so?”

“Jason, have you ever been drunk?” She knew the answer to this question.

He didn’t answer.

“It’s like trying to remember through mud. Like there’s mud in my brain, and I’m trying to push it out of the way, but it’s thick and it keeps sliding back into the path.”

His eyes made it clear that he was trying to understand. They also made it clear that he didn’t. But how sweet of him to try. She realized then that she was falling in love with Jason.

Awesome.

“I’m pretty sure I turned here.” She ripped her eyes away from him and looked up the hill. That area also looked familiar. Had she gone further up the hill? “Or maybe I went straight.”

He chuckled. “Okay, we’ll do both.” He continued straight, but not only were there no small museum churches up there, there were no buildings at all. He came to another stop sign. “Does this look familiar?”

“No. I really don’t think I came this way.” If she had, she’d done a lot more walking than she’d thought she had.

“All right. Let’s go back to Battle Ave.” He sped down Hill Street, but when he turned back onto Battle, he slowed to a crawl.

He was right. There were no churches. Then she saw a house that looked familiar. Again, she was looking at it through a layer of mud. It was a nondescript yellow house, but she thought she recognized it. Then her eyes landed on the small shack beside it. She gasped. When she’d lain down, she’d stared at the yellow house. Her eyes studied the abandoned shack in front of her.

“What is it?”

“That’s it,” she said and then wished she hadn’t.

Jason leaned toward the windshield. “That’s what?”

The tiny house’s porch was the same shape and size as the one she remembered. But there was no light over it. The house had been painted white once upon a time, but the paint had now mostly flaked off. It looked terrible.

“Tell me,” Jason said gently. “What is it?”

She felt sick. What was going on here? “I think there was more than moonshine in that moonshine.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that they gave me something that made me hallucinate.”

He scrunched his eyes together. “Like what?”

“I

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