So Much More by J. Daniels

Author:J. Daniels [Daniels, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swerve
Published: 2018-04-02T23:00:00+00:00

CJ

Elbows resting on the bar, I stare at the bottle of tequila on the shelf in front of me as Monster Mash plays through the speakers overhead.

“Jesus. Is this song on repeat or something?” Reed asks Beth when she emerges from the kitchen. “This is like, the seventh time I’ve heard it in the past hour.”

Beth stops in front of me and smiles, wearing her gumball machine costume.

It’s basically just a white shirt with colored circles drawn in a cluster over her stomach. It’s simple, especially considering the shit I see women wearing when I typically work Halloween night, but there’s no doubt about what she’s trying to pull off.

Looking to Reed when he stops at the stool next to where I’m standing and plants himself in it, Beth explains, “It was the only Halloween playlist I could find on Spotify. There aren’t that many songs on it. In fact, there aren’t a lot of Halloween songs in general. I was pretty limited.”

“Just hand Reed a mic. That’ll be terrifying enough,” I joke.

Reed shoots me a glare. “I’ve been told my voice is fucking poetic. Don’t hate, Tully. Oh, wait. I get it.” He smirks then, slapping me on the shoulder. “You got a lot on your mind right now. On edge a little, are we? How are you not fucking drinking yet? Sweetheart, hook the man up.”

I shake my head.

He runs his mouth way too fucking much. I gotta remember that next time I feel like sharing shit.

“What do you want? Beer?” Beth asks me.

“Tequila.”

“Fuck yeah.” Reed rubs his hands together. “Line ’em up! I’m getting hammered.”

The door opens and catches my eye. I watch a group of people walk in, recognizing them from hanging around here now and again but not knowing them personally. So I don’t linger.

“What’s got you so fucking giddy?” I ask Reed, turning back around.

He opens his mouth to give me some obnoxious answer, I’m sure of it, but Danny’s voice cuts him off.

“Why the hell was there rope hanging from the ceiling in the storage room?” he asks, stopping behind the bar and looking to Beth. “Did Hattie put that in there? I didn’t see it yesterday.”

“Ah, Christ,” Reed grumbles under his breath.

“Um . . . I think that’s always been there,” Beth says, her eyes jumping from Danny to Reed and back again, voice an octave higher than it usually is. “Right? I’m sure I’ve seen it a million times. It’s always there. You just miss it when you go in.”

“I don’t think so,” Danny returns.

“Maybe a ghost put it there,” Reed throws out, clearing this throat when Danny cuts him a look.

“Oooh, yes!” Beth nearly drops the bottle of tequila when she jumps an inch off the ground. “I bet that’s what happened! This place is probably haunted. I’m sure we’ll be finding rope everywhere around here for weeks.”

“Yeah?” Reed asks, looking to Beth with his brows raised, like he actually believes this shit, or at least hopes it’s really happening.

What the fuck is going on?

Danny stares at Beth for another second before shaking his head.

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