Revolutionary Relics by L.A. Boruff

Author:L.A. Boruff [Boruff, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Phantom Pen
Published: 2024-08-21T00:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

After a swift costume change, I hopped onto the treadmill I kept in my multipurpose room along with various crafting supplies and a daybed with trundle. After setting my phone on the little tray, I set my speed and incline for a quick warmup. Once that was done, I grabbed my phone and settled in for a long hour of high incline and hearty research via my web browser.

For whatever reason, my search bore much more fruit than the last time I’d scoured the Internet. I’d have to bow out early so I could move to my laptop and jot down some notes. My attention couldn’t be divided for this.

I grabbed my laptop and made myself cozy on my bed. As soon as I had done that, Martha appeared beside me, scaring me out of my skin.

“I’m working on it,” I ground out in frustration. “You scaring me doesn’t make anything go any faster.”

Of course, she didn’t respond. She just stared at me with those soulful eyes, making me feel even more guilty for not figuring anything out yet.

Sweat trickled down my back, and I hated to dirty my sheets, so I decided to run to the bathroom for a super-fast rinse-off.

Martha, thankfully, did not attempt to join me there. She was, however, waiting at my bedside when I returned, donning my favorite terry cloth bathrobe.

“Okay.” I rubbed my hands together after pulling my laptop onto my crossed legs. “Let me see what I can see.”

Off and on, Martha flickered in and out in my peripheral vision, and I did my best to ignore her. She wanted me to research her history, so that’s where I kept my focus.

And I made lots of notes.

Lots.

Of.

Notes.

And I must have been on the right track, because at one point, I caught Mattie, Sr., smiling at me.

I pulled my eyes down the page of dense text, and a name popped out at me. Nathan Hale. Hale. H.

Could it be?

“Hey,” I yelled. “Mattie? Ms. Cat?”

I looked up to find both the cat and the ghost standing right beside me. To my credit, I didn’t even jump. I must have been growing accustomed to my own personal haunting. Super.

I opened my mouth to ask about Nathan Hale, but my cell phone rang on the nightstand beside me.

I held up one finger to Mattie, pleading for her to remain, then grabbed my phone and said hello.

“Hey, Lela,” I chirped. My cousin Lela was one of my favorite people. She’d been the first person I called when Ms. Cat showed up outside my shop door, but sadly I hadn’t talked to her since.

“How’s it going, Mattie?” she replied. “I was just thinking about you and wanted to call. It’s been a while.” We usually talked one or two times a week, but I’d been a bit preoccupied.

“It’s going…kind of badly, actually,” I admitted with a sigh.

“Oh, no. What is it?” I heard a series of sharp barks in the background as Lela moved through her house, the old floorboards creaking beneath her wait.

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