Manchester House by Kirch Donald Allen

Author:Kirch, Donald Allen [Kirch, Donald Allen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal, Fantasy, Mystery, Horror
ISBN: 9781554040445
Publisher: Blood Moon Publishing
Published: 2010-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Everyone took turns at watching both Holzer and Sinclair, the latter finally falling asleep out of complete exhaustion. Miranda realized that she had been so worried about Holzer’s health and well-being that the hell Sinclair must have gone through just to get back into the house was a triumph of its own. Night tried to console her, as much as a man like Night could, but she just couldn’t forgive herself. She took the first watch and wiped the sweat off both men’s brows.

“This man Sinclair, I do not like him,” Night mentioned, eating an egg Lars had provided him with. “I admire his eye. Able to seek out the fascinating in such a dull saccharine world, but I do not like him.”

Miranda gave Night a harsh look.

“Do not think badly of me, Miss Wingate. I am his friend. I would protect him with my life, if need be. But,” Night paused, thinking, “I do not like him.”

“You are a very strange man, Mr. Night.” Miranda placed the wet rag she had been using back in a small bowl she had found in the kitchen and sat beside Night. Before she could do or say anything, Lars, silently walked beside her, giving her an egg. She looked up at Lars with fascination.

“How&” she started to say, and then decided not to pursue her question.

Miranda just ate her breakfast in silence.

“You are not the only people who have stories about this place, you know.”

“True,” Miranda stated. “Our SOURCE teams have several tomes of information on this house alone. I even survived a rather horrifying night at the Sallie House.”

“The Sallie House?”

Miranda gave Night a look of shock. “You have never heard of the Sallie House? You?”

Night brought up his hands in a defensive mode. “I don’t get out much.”

“Well, let me tell you, it was one of the first investigative cases that involved both myself and the professor.”

“Why don’t you call him Jonathon?” Night asked, studying Miranda closely.

Miranda, as if being asked to stop breathing, gave Night a startled look. “Oh, I could never do that.”

“Respect?”

“Respect,” Miranda confirmed. With a rather worried look on her face, she glanced over her shoulder, giving Holzer a careworn stare. “He is rather important to me. And not as a lover, as others might surmise. He is my&.”

“Teacher?” Night finished.

Miranda smiled. “Exactly.”

Both remained quiet, listening to Lars rummage around in Night’s conjure kit looking for something.

“You said you knew some stories about those who once lived here?” Miranda asked, curious.

“A few stories,” Night stated, nodding his head in agreement.

Miranda moved forward, rubbing her hands with anticipation. “Care to share one?”

Night looked over Miranda’s shoulder at Teresa sleeping in the corner. Alone with Miranda, the old man leaned forward as if wishing to share a dirty secret with her. Both prepared themselves for the telling of the tale&

* * *

Winter 1979

Atchison, Kansas was in an uproar-someone was moving into Manchester House! And more important than that, it was someone who had bought the miserable place. For decades the city had tried to ignore the fact that the house even existed.

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