Sunfall by Tim Meyer

Author:Tim Meyer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: short fiction, vampire, horror, apocalyptic, end of the world, postapocalyptic, science fiction horror, horror adventure, serialized novel
Publisher: Tim Meyer

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HARPER'S FERRY, NORTH CAROLINA/ 11:45 AM

Brandon Towers and his father were finally finished packing. They surveyed the collection of cardboard boxes, plastic storage bins, and black trash bags containing their personal possessions. Bill Towers was doing one final sweep of the house before hauling everything outside and into the moving truck, being very adamant about this process.

“We get it all into the living room first, then we move everything outside; none of this back-and-forth-throughout-the-house-eighty-times nonsense,” he told Brandon.

Brandon was pretty bummed about the whole thing. He like the house they were living in; he was about to put the finishing touches on a basement studio where his punk-rock band could play. His would-have-been future stepmother wasn't half-bad either, until she broke his father's heart. Bill's fiancée had broken off the engagement seventeen days before the wedding—seventeen fucking days. At least she was kind enough to vacate the house for the day while they moved out. “So thoughtful,” his father would say sarcastically, followed by an optimistic, albeit forced, “onto bigger and better, eh, buddy?”

Brandon tried cheering him up that morning with no success. Determined to turn his mood around, he jokingly offered to help make his father a profile on one of those dating sites. Then, he suggested setting him up with one of his schoolteachers, the hot one, the one all the guys drooled over. Bill took it all in stride, although remaining depressed.

The truck was nearly packed, the workload taking its toll on both of them. They emerged from the house drenched in sweat.

“You had to pick the hottest day of the year to move?” Brandon said, fanning himself with both hands.

“We're losing the shade,” Bill said. “Let me make sure the breakables are tied down, then we'll get going.”

Brandon saw an opportunity to play a little joke on his old man. Maybe that's what he needed to lift his pops out of his miserable state. He waited until Bill reached the back of the truck before quickly pulling down the gate and latching it shut. Bill felt himself immediately lose his cool, but, like everything else, he let it go.

“You're such a little punk, Brandon! If it wasn't against the law, I'd beat your ass with a shoe until it turned purple!” It was like a sauna in there, and after a few minutes, the harmless little prank was no longer amusing. “Alright, buddy. Seriously. It's hotter than hell in here. Lemme out.”

Brandon didn't respond. Bill felt his flesh grow hot, the temperature rising with his anger. He started pounding his fist against the door and screaming for Brandon to open it up. He yelled until he went hoarse, beating his balled fist until it was nearly broken.

Outside, Brandon's body lay in a crumpled, kindling black pile.

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