No Doors, No Windows by Joe Schreiber

No Doors, No Windows by Joe Schreiber

Author:Joe Schreiber
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Family secrets, Horror, Fiction - Horror, Fiction, Suspense, Horror - General, Haunted houses, Horror fiction, New England
ISBN: 9780345510136
Publisher: Random House, Inc.
Published: 2009-10-13T07:00:00+00:00


SONIA DIDN’T EVEN BOTHER with the phone until she was back in her car and driving away from the McGuire house, the Corolla gobbling up icy asphalt, fishtailing all over the road. By then, it had stopped ringing. She hit MISSED CALLS, saw Red’s number pop up, and stabbed TALK. It didn’t even have a chance to ring before she heard Red’s voice, breathless on the other end.

“I found him,” Red said.

“Henry? Where?”

“The site.”

She frowned, talking louder than she had to. “What?”

“The construction site in town,” Red said, sounding exasperated. “The Bijou, the old theater, you know?”

Sonia was struggling to steer and balance the phone on her shoulder, not normally a difficult feat, but at the moment, it felt next to impossible. All around her, the winter wind boomed and roared, never going away completely. “What was he doing there?” Suddenly she remembered the trailer that stayed parked behind the chain-link, serving as the office for the project, and how Red once said he sometimes holed up there when he didn’t want to go home. He’d even tried to convince her to meet him there for a quickie one night. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, he’s—” Red sounded flustered. “He’s fine. Just get here, okay?”

She did, putting the pedal down, disregarding the weather and the slippery roads. Through the flying snow, the storefronts of downtown leaped into her headlights like a series of flat, painted canvases. She shot past them and swung up in front of the remains of the theater, almost skidding out of control, and sprang out and ran along the chain-link fence looking for a way in. On the other side, under its fresh layer of white, the sagging husk of the theater looked like an arctic shipwreck. Over by the trailer, hinges squeaked and a rectangle of light swung open in the dark.

“Sonia?” Red’s voice, shouting over the wind. “Is that you, princess?”

“It’s me,” she said. “How do I get through there?”

“Hold on.” He staggered down out of the trailer, wading through the drifts, and Sonia saw that he was carrying Henry in his arms, wrapped in a blanket. The boy was clutching a backpack. “There’s an opening off to your left.”

They met at the fence gate, and Red passed Henry over to her. “I was in the trailer going over some payroll stuff when I heard a noise. I found him over there…” He nodded vaguely in the direction of the theater. “He was curled up on the ground.”

“God.” Sonia looked at the boy’s face. It was filthy, bruised with ash and dirt, but she didn’t see any blood or sign of injury. His eyes were open, watching her, dusty orbs in the night.

“Hey, bud. You okay?”

Henry nodded, hugged his backpack closer, as if he feared she might take it from him.

“You shouldn’t have come out here,” Sonia said. “It’s very dangerous. We were worried about you.”

He blinked and nodded. “Where’s my daddy?”

Good fucking question, kid. Sonia felt a wasp of anger fly up from her stomach and plant its stinger in her throat.



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