Novels2017-The Haunting of Willow House by Strong Anthony M

Author:Strong, Anthony M [Strong, Anthony M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Suspense, American Paranormal Suspense, Supernatural Thriller, Ghosts, Spirits, Haunting
Publisher: West Street Publishing
Published: 2017-03-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 35

As soon as they were in Becca’s car, driving toward the old gnarly oak that stood at the edge of the road where their property ended, Sarah turned to her friend. “You lied to my dad.”

“No, I didn’t.” Becca took a right and pulled off the dirt track onto the paved road. “We are going to Danvers.”

“I don’t mean that. You said we were going to the movies.”

“Well, duh. Of course I did.” Becca made a frustrated huffing sound. “I swear, Sarah, sometimes you can be so dense.”

“I don’t get it. What’s the big deal about saying where we’re really going?”

“Because if we tell him we’re off to the library, he’ll think we’re up to something.”

“No, he wouldn’t,” said Sarah.

“Yes, he would.”

“Why?”

“Because no one goes to the library. It’s boring, and we’re not studying for a test. One mention of that and he’ll know we’re going to meet boys for sure.”

“But we’re not meeting boys,” Sarah said. “We really are going to the library.”

“Exactly.” Becca fell silent, as if that was all the explanation that was warranted.

“I don’t get you sometimes.” Sarah settled back in the seat. “I’m pretty sure there was no need to lie.”

“Whatever. It’s done now.”

“And what about breakfast? I thought we were going to eat before we left.” Sarah’s stomach grumbled in response. She hadn’t expected to feel hungry, but apparently her digestive system had not gotten the message.

“Yuck. Toast?” Becca wrinkled her nose. “No way. I have something better in mind.”

“What?”

“Dunkin’ Donuts. There’s one up ahead.” Becca was already steering the car toward the drive-thru.

“Do we really need to eat donuts?” Sarah asked.

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that,” Becca said, rolling her window down to order. Afterward, with a donut in her hand, she spoke again, between mouthfuls. “Besides, your father didn’t look too hot.”

“He looked fine to me.”

“Trust me. I know,” Becca said. “He had a hangover.”

“I still don’t see the need to lie.” Sarah turned away, glanced out of the window as they entered the town of Danvers. She didn’t want to believe that her father was hung over, wanted it to be another lie, but deep down she knew it wasn’t. She felt trapped, hopeless to stop him sinking back into the despair that had crippled him in Boston. She also hated that Becca had sensed it, so she remained mute until they pulled up outside of the library, a large classic revival building set on several acres of lush parklands. It boasted arched windows and majestic columns bearing a half round portico that gave the whole thing a regal look.

“Come on.” Becca hopped from the car, slammed her door. She waited for Sarah to climb out, then locked the car and took off across the lawn in the direction of the building.

It was cooler inside. The air smelled of lemons and books. Becca went straight up to the information desk and asked where the Internet stations were located.

“Reference Department,” replied the young woman behind the desk. She twirled her ID badge lanyard around her index finger, and then uncurled it again, only to repeat the motion.

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