Touch of Mischief 7.5 by C.L. Stone

Author:C.L. Stone [C.L. Stone]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: School, YA Romance
Amazon: B00P32ZUAK
Publisher: Arcato Publishing
Published: 2014-10-29T22:00:00+00:00

Tombstones

Nathan’s front yard was barren of Halloween decorations, unlike our neighbors, who had pumpkins, skeleton figures on the sidewalk and witches hanging from doors. Kota’s house even had spider webs amid the bushes and hanging from the porch.

Victor stood with me, looking at the flat expanse of yard we had to work with.

“Okay, Princess,” he said. He had his hands on his hips at first, but slowly he worked his hand toward my back, holding onto me warmly. He pointed with his other hand toward the yard. “We’ve got to set up a zombie graveyard, apparently. Gabriel’s orders. I’ve got the tombstones. Dr. Green has the zombies. I think the point is to scare the kids. They’ll have to be brave to get to the front door and get their candy reward.”

“Who is going to be here to pass out candy?” I asked. “We’ve got to go to the homecoming dance.”

“We’ll just leave a bowl by the front door this time,” Victor said. “That might be a good idea. Usually Dr. Green and Mr. Blackbourne will do it.”

“What do you guys do?” I asked.

“Go trick-or-treating, of course,” he said. “Have to keep that up while you can. Let’s get started.”

It took us a good deal of time to decorate the yard. The sun started to warm things up a bit. I was doing stuff barefoot and kneeling in the grass, getting the pajama bottoms and the T-shirt all dirty. Probably a good thing I hadn’t bothered with a bath yet. There really was a lot to do for Halloween. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed.

By the end, Victor and I had a couple of rows of tombstones, each with a funny phrase like, “Joke’s over, now let me out.” and “R. U. Next.” and “Openings Available, Apply Inside”. The front of the tombstones were littered with plastic skulls and zombies trying to crawl out of the ground. I did the tombstones and the skulls, because the zombie parts were very gross-looking.

“Who made the tombstones?” I asked.

“North built them,” Victor said, readjusting a zombie arm poking out of the ground in front of a tomb. “And Silas painted the phrases.”

I smiled big, reading the tombstones again, trying to picture saying them in his voice. It made me giggle.

Victor wiped at his brow with the back of his arm and gazed at me, the fire in his brown eyes flickering. “Going to be ready for tonight?” he asked.

I smiled and nodded. “I’m nervous, though,” I said. “I mean, with what we’re supposed to do.”

“I think we’re all nervous,” he said. “Probably why Kota and Mr. Blackbourne were insistent we spend time together today.”

“They said so?” I asked.

He stood fully, dusting off his hands on his pants before he strolled toward me. He reached out for my hand. His longer fingers threaded between mine and he tugged, guiding me toward the road. “Let’s check out our handiwork.”

He continued to hold onto my hand as we stood on the road, checking the results.

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