The Walk That Haunts Me by Rose Pressey

Author:Rose Pressey [Pressey, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-21T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I’d just stepped into the living room with my food on a tray to watch TV when a noise came at the front door. The sound startled me so that I practically tossed the tray on the hardwood floor. Somehow, I managed to set the tray on the coffee table and I dashed over behind the wingback chair. With a shaky hand I grabbed the nearby silver table lamp. If someone was breaking into the house, then I was going to let them have it. I pressed my body up against the wall and waited for any other sounds.

The squeak of the door opening echoed from the hallway. My body shook as I leaned against the wall with the lamp raised in the air.

“Where are you, Rip? Are you home?” Brannon called out.

I released a deep breath, but I was still shaking. Brannon stepped into the living room and immediately looked over at me. He spotted me standing there with the lamp clutched in my hands.

“Should I ask what you are doing?” he asked.

“Probably not,” I said as I put the lamp back onto the table. “I guess I thought someone was breaking in.”

“With a key at the front door?” Brannon held a pizza box in his hands.

“Well, I suppose I am a bit tense right now and I didn’t pay attention to that little detail.”

“I’m glad you realized before you hit me on the head with that lamp.”

“Me too,” I said. “Why didn’t you tell me you were bringing pizza?”

“I thought you would tell me not to do it.” He glanced down at the tray with grilled cheese and soup. “You’re not gonna eat that, are you? Not when I have this.” He opened the box up and waved his hand over the top as if trying to entice me by pushing the delicious aroma my way.

I peered down at the cheese-covered pie. “I don’t see how I can refuse. Let me get rid of the sandwich.”

I ran over and grabbed the tray to get rid of it. I wouldn’t toss it away. I would just put it in the fridge and save it for later. No reason to toss a perfectly good grilled cheese. I grabbed a couple plates, napkins, and utensils and headed for the dining room.

Brannon walked toward the kitchen. “I’ll get us something to drink.”

“I didn’t expect you this early,” I said as I opened up the pizza box.

The smell of the cheese and sauce drifted through the air.

“Well, I couldn’t stop thinking about the pizza and I was starving. Most importantly, I wanted to see you. Things have been crazy with the murder, missing persons, and ghosts. I haven’t gotten the chance to really talk to you.”

After placing bottled water on the table, he sat down across from me. I hated to talk about the murder right now while he was trying to relax, but I kind of felt as if he would want me to tell him what I’d discovered. I figured I would start with reminding him about my voicemail and the fact that Jonathan’s car was gone.

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