Last by Purcell Lynnie

Author:Purcell, Lynnie [Purcell, Lynnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

There was a different chill to the air as we set down in the forest of King’s Cross.

It was the bitter, fresh, cold of the mountains. It was the kind of cold that could cut through even the sharpest of steel. I shivered at the feeling and pulled my jacket in close. Daniel didn’t seem to notice as he looked around the forest, which was dotted with the cloudy light of autumn. He knew where we were in a look. He had spent enough time in the woods around my house to know.

My house was directly in front of us, through a break in the trees. People were coming and going on the dead-end street, fighting their way through the cold as they moved from one destination to the next. Houses were decorated in the Halloween spirit. Goblins, ghouls and other creatures of the season obscured the houses and yards of my neighbors. My house was the only one without decorations. With its abandoned feel and dark, lonely windows, I thought it was the spookiest house of them all. Ellen’s car, Alex’s jeep and Sam’s Mercedes were exactly where they had been left. They too, had the feel of abandonment. Nothing had changed, except that the yard was in need of tending and spider webs were crowding the front porch.

“It doesn’t look like anyone is home,” Daniel said with a frown.

“Nope,” I said.

“We should probably go in the back, so no one sees us break in. We don’t need King to get us out of another mess.”

“Uh-huh,” I agreed absently.

I walked past him and out of the forest without the same fear clouding my mind. I kept my eyes focused on the front door as I walked. I heard Daniel’s whispered admonishment, but I ignored him. I was not as worried about being seen as he was. Sheriff Chuck wouldn’t remember our encounter; the worst that could happen was gossip. Gossip didn’t frighten me the way it did some – I had seen real terrors.

Daniel caught up with me as I crossed the yard.

“Are you crazy?” he asked.

“Metaphorically or literally?” I asked.

“Either,” he said.

“It’s possible,” I said.

“This is someone else’s house now,” he said. “Someone might call the cops.”

“No one is going to call the cops,” I said.

“Why not?” Daniel asked. “We’re trespassing.”

I turned back to him and felt the secret I had been keeping spring to my lips. I knew I couldn’t keep up the charade any longer, not just because I was a terrible liar; he had to know the truth, if only to keep him from having an aneurism. I pulled the key King had given me weeks ago out of my pocket and showed it to Daniel.

“I bought the house,” I told him.

Daniel blinked me as if I had spoken in an unfamiliar language.

“You did what?” he asked.

“Well, you technically bought the house, but since you gave me access to your account, I figured you wouldn’t mind. King set it up for me…did you know he spent time in the 80s selling houses? Some of them were even houses he had the right to sell.

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