Last Contact (Out of Time Book 2) by Geoff North

Author:Geoff North [North, Geoff]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-19T22:00:00+00:00

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The sun had already set by the time Stewart showed up at Wesley Zimmer’s place to pick up the dozen rotten eggs on Halloween evening.

“This is bullshit,” Wesley warned as he stuffed the cardboard carton into an empty shopping bag. “I can’t believe you guys are actually going through with it.”

Stewart was sitting on the end of his friend’s bed, his hands shoved deep inside his coat pockets where the matches were. On his head was a black toque, one he’d found in his father’s closet that he thought made him look like Jack Nicholson from the old movie he’d watched with his mom a few weeks earlier, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. It was a little too big, the black acrylic hung over his eyes and he was constantly pushing it back up. But it made him feel tougher than he was, a little crazier. And he needed to feel a little crazy to get through this night. He needed something to make him brave, and acting the part of a bat-shit crazy, uncaring lunatic was about the best he could do. “You sure you can’t come? An extra set of eyes couldn’t hurt. Maybe you could just hang back and watch.”

“Uh-Unh… No frickin’ way.” Wesley tied the plastic handles into a knot and handed the eggs to Stewart. “You shouldn’t do it, Stew. My Mom and Dad—”

“You didn’t tell them, did you?”

“No way. I don’t even like thinking about the Feerce farm… But I remember that look in my Dad’s eyes when he warned me about the place. Hell, he whispered it to me… like he couldn’t even talk about it in the open… like someone might hear him.”

“That’s crazy.”

“Is it? How come two teenagers are living there all on their own? How come they don’t have to go to school, and where are their parents?” Wesley watched as Stewart placed the eggs beneath his coat and zipped back up. “I saw them once you know… the two of them together in town. It was last winter, right before that big blizzard on New Year’s.”

“Where?”

“The grocery store. I was looking at magazines when they came in. She does look like a witch, you know—her hair all messy and hanging across her face.”

Stewart had never seen the two teens that had beaten his father almost dead. He didn’t know of anyone that had ever seen them close up. “What about him? What did he look like?”

Wesley winced, as if recalling the image caused pain. He looked about desperately for his puffer and found it on the end table under a lamp. He took a half puff and continued. “He was fricking bald, like Professor Xavier from the X-Men. There were these big, blue veins popping up all over his white head… Jesus, it was gross… And his eyes, like big fricking, black marbles.” Wesley took another puff but it didn’t seem to do much good. He sat slumped over next to Stewart, his small chest heaving.

“What happened next, what did they do?”

“Shopped.

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