Summer Searcher by M.K. Dymock

Author:M.K. Dymock [Dymock, M.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elite Edition
Published: 2020-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

She fled the lawyer’s house with a promise—or a lie—to stay in contact. He followed her down the sidewalk. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I’m going to miss my bus.” She didn’t turn around.

“Please call me if you need anything.”

The bus carried her toward the mountains, where she would breathe a little easier. She didn’t realize how much those high peaks gave her a sense of protection, but protection from whom?

Had she been living with the one man who proved more of a threat than anyone else?

My dad didn’t kill my mom. The words kept repeating in her head. But like a word repeated too many times, it didn’t sound right anymore. He couldn’t have, right? Jen was there . . . but the man whispering to her mother had said he loved her. She and Link weren’t supposed to be home—not for another two hours.

The bus’s diesel engine revved as it hit the first incline. She pulled open her bag and yanked out the first book. Each coded sentence required a key to unlock its true meaning. She searched through the book for two hours before she deciphered the key. The Welsh repeated several phrases from the book itself; once she found a phrase, she counted the lines from the top of the page down to the repeated phrase. That number equaled A in the alphabet.

After that it was a simple code. Each letter equaled a number, starting with the number from the phrase. If A was nine then B was ten and so forth. The numbers became letters, then words, then sentences. To keep things more fun, her father vacillated between English and Welsh in the final translation.

The first half of the messages only showcased her father’s increasing paranoia. He listed the dates and times the “spy” satellites moved over their house.

One entry made Jen grateful for the dim lights and drowsing bus. Charlotte must not know.

The pages threatened to rip under her clenched grip. She forced herself to keep reading. Her eyes started blinking more and she dropped the pen as she read the last word she deciphered—ogof—Welsh for “cave.”

She sat straight up, jerking her seatmate awake. The woman gave her a dirty look and settled into the other side of her seat.

Jen kept reading.

Cave Three: Where rivers flow uphill and the snows deepen in the summer, across the bridge that disappears.

Most of the other notes were equally vague until she got to Cave Five—now, that one she could recognize from having lived there for a season or two. She knew her father wouldn’t dare return to a place she knew about. Of the ten mines he described, she only recognized six. How could she find the other four?

She knew one man who knew the mountains better than anyone—but he would not be happy to see her.

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