Rest in Peace by Jack MacLane

Author:Jack MacLane [MacLane, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Publisher: Crossroad Press

Twenty

Stoney Thompson put the paper bag of groceries in the back of his Chevy S-10 pickup and drove home.

He lived in one of the houses that Riley West had driven past on the gravel road. It was a small house with two bedrooms, a bath, and kitchen/dining area. The yard was clipped close and very green; Thompson fertilized regularly. The house had fresh paint, too, and the roof was only a year old.

Thompson liked working in the yard and taking care of his house. He didn't have much else to do since he had taken early retirement from his job on the railroad. A little gas well on some property that he owned in another county provided him with more income than he needed.

He parked the pickup in the little detached garage and carried the groceries into the house. He set the bag on the kitchen table and looked around.

The house was much neater than most people would expect a bachelor to have, but Stoney liked to have the inside of his house as spiffy as the outside.

He put the milk into the refrigerator and the nonperishables into a metal cabinet in the corner of the kitchen. Then he went into one of the bedrooms, which he had converted into a TV room, and turned on the set.

He didn't really want to watch TV, but he was hoping there would be something on that would distract him from the thoughts that refused to leave his mind, the thoughts that had been brought on by seeing Ab Harp leaving Gus Morrow's store.

Like Gus, Stoney had heard the stories about the Harps from the time he was just a kid. The story of that bloody night of murder at the West House had been told many a time by older kids trying to scare him, and there had been a time or two, because he was known as a daring youngster, when they had taunted him and tried to get him to go down the hill and enter the house.

He had never done it.

He had drunk from the spring, more than once. And he had even walked all the way to the bottom of the hill several times. But that was as far as he had gone. The sight of the house sitting there among the trees, with its decaying roof and vacant windows, was just too much for him.

It was too much for everyone else, too. As far as he knew, no one from Springville had ever gone inside it.

The most recent visitors had, though, and it hadn't seemed to affect them.

From the window of his TV room, Stoney could see every car that went up and down the gravel road running in front of his house. He knew the make and model of every car that used the road with any regularity, and he knew who owned which car. Because people had such regular habits, he could practically tell you where any given car was headed when it passed his house, depending on the time of day and who was driving.

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