SUMMER OF EVIL by Marianne Spitzer

Author:Marianne Spitzer [Spitzer, Marianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-10-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Kellie smiled at Taylor and stepped onto the path. Taylor looked over both shoulders before following Kellie.

“Where are you going?” Taylor whispered.

“Don’t whisper. I doubt there is anyone here to listen. I’m following the path.” She pushed a branch out of her way and continued walking.

“What about the spirits, they’ll hear us.” Taylor’s voice quivered.

Kellie turned around. “You’re scared. I hear it in your voice. Let’s go home, I’ll come another day.”

“No way.” Taylor planted her feet firmly on the path. “Where you go, I go. Well, most places.” She twisted her face and smiled.

Kellie laughed. “Okay, but if there are spirits, they’ll hear us even if we whisper.”

“Comforting,” Taylor mumbled. Twigs beneath her feet cracked as she followed Kellie again.

Kellie stopped and turned completely around her face twisted in confusion.

“What’s up?” Taylor looked around her eyes scanning from the treetops to the ground.

“I feel something.” Kellie held out her hands and rubbed her thumbs and index fingers together.

“What? I don’t feel any different.”

“The air seems to feel cold and damp. It is more of a sensation than an actual feel. My body is aware of it, but my hands don’t feel damp. It’s odd.” Kellie walked around and touched tree branches and plants.

“What are you doing?” Taylor asked as she kicked at the leaves covering the path.

“It rained yesterday. The leaves near the ground are still damp. The leaves on top are dry from the breeze, but I sense the dampness. It must be spirit related.” She placed her hands on a tree and turned around to face Taylor.

Taylor’s eyes were wide open. “You feel something cold and damp that I don’t, and you think it’s a spirit. Is it evil? Can you sense that?”

“I don’t sense an actual spirit, but a spirit has walked here. I don’t feel evil. I feel immense sadness and loss.”

Taylor wrapped her arms around her chest and asked, “Could it be Victor or Adelaide? They were both sad.”

“No,” Kellie shook her head and took two steps on the path. “They are in the light and this is not a residual feeling. Whatever I feel is still here. It has been here for a while.”

She spun and looked at Taylor, “Maybe it’s the old evil supposedly residing in these woods.”

“Old evil is bad evil,” Taylor stammered. “What else do you feel besides bugs?” She swatted at mosquitoes that flew around her head.

“I don’t feel it is bad. The spirit isn’t evil. It is sad and lost. It’s also strong; it might be two spirits.” Kellie continued to walk.

“Wait for me, and what do we do if it is two spirits?” Taylor called.

“Help them both. They can’t be here when the children arrive. We have to convince them to leave.” Kellie walked and felt the air and leaves every few feet.

“We, you said ‘we.’ What am I supposed to do?” Taylor’s voice was quiet, and she felt cold despite the sun that shone between the trees. It was a warm summer day. She shouldn’t feel cold.

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