Pizza Face by Aron Beauregard

Author:Aron Beauregard [Beauregard, Aron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
ISBN: 9781086627435
Google: D-k6zQEACAAJ
Amazon: 1086627431
Goodreads: 51140011
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2020-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

“Mr. Wilson, sir! Mr. Wilson!” Bethany’s voice interjected, breaking the trance. He awoke to both Bethany and Hazel standing by the table. “Your session was just finishing, you were having some kind of an episode. I’m sorry to ask, but was Alice your wife’s name? You kept calling out for her…”

“Yes, I’m-I’m sorry, I’m not sure what happened there.”

“It’s quite alright, sir, these things will occur from time to time.”

“Not to me they don’t,” Leo replied, disheveled and a little disgusted with himself.

“We’ll get you a drink, Mr. Wilson, and then we can move onto the next activity,” Bethany offered.

“Alright.”

After a glass of ice water, the girls led him to the steam room. The wooden walls of the misty sauna looked more eerie than usual after his prior ordeal. The vision had been strange but he loved saunas and rarely had the opportunity to spend time in them. This particular room was even better because it was secluded, so he wouldn’t have to hang around a bunch of other offensive, naked old men. Out of the day’s agenda, this part saw his ears reach for the ceiling.

Leo took a seat on the wooden bench and then laid a towel over his eyes and stretched out. He inhaled deeply, letting his prior worry rush away with the carbon monoxide he pushed out. His eyelids left a blackness around him that was gradually transitioning. A yellow light spiraled into the darkness, splitting into the rotation like he was watching a silent blender. The intensified sound of water steaming rose to a higher pitch, he felt the temperature increase as the perspiration sapped from his pores.

It was a much younger version of his now weathered feet beside a pair of pretty maroon toenails. The beach sand absorbing the hot glare of the sun and water crashing down just a few yards away from them. When he turned, he saw Alice’s youthful golden blonde hair partially dangling in front of her oversized sunglasses. It was coming back to him and what a heavenly summer it was. He was reliving their first fourth of July together. Her smirk spread from ear to ear, it was a time when all they needed was each other. When just joining in company created the tranquility that everyone searches for.

The good old days when Leo was still secure. When he didn’t fly off the handle and call her a whore if she happened to be looking at the television when it had another man on the screen. Before he’d conditioned her to look at the ground the few times they were in public.

The strange sight was always explained away by Alice when they happened to encounter someone they knew. She fed them the idea that her neck issues just made it more comfortable to carry herself that way. In reality, it’s what caused her body pain and had added a slight bend in her posture after decades of obedience. The words that often left his lips, “Don’t look at them,” echoed in the background.

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