Vampire Soul Box Set (Vampire Romantic Comedy) by Mac Flynn

Author:Mac Flynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mac Flynn
Published: 2015-11-18T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 3

We returned to the house to find my aunt and uncle weren't quite done with their squash squalor. They stood in the kitchen in front of the mountain of pumpkins. Aunt Ma had her hands on her hips and frowned at my uncle. He glared back at her.

"I'm not packing out any more failed faces. The pigs'll explode," Uncle Seward warned her.

"But Elmira's been bragging all summer about her squash, and I just can't let her win without a fight," Aunt Ma insisted.

"Elmira?" Roland asked me.

"Aunt Ma's arch-enemy in the Squash Festival," I whispered. "She and my aunt have a feud running so long it circumnavigated the world decades before I was born."

Uncle Seward glanced in our direction. "You find anything out there?"

"Whatever it was lost us at the creek," I told him.

My uncle frowned and turned to Aunt Ma. "See? If you make more they're just going to get broken."

"My pumpkin was murdered, and I am making more whether you pack the innards or not," Aunt Ma insisted.

"All right, make your pumpkin, but just don't leave it out so any dog can come by and wreck it," Uncle Seward demanded.

"Fair enough," Aunt Ma agreed. She turned to us and her frown was replaced with a smile. "You two are coming to the Squash Festival in a few days, aren't you?"

I shook my head. "Nope. I've got to work."

Aunt Ma looked to Roland. "What about you, young man? The Festival's open at nights for the jack-o-lanterns."

"I can make no promises, but we shall see," Roland replied.

Aunt Ma gave a nod. "Good, then we'll see you there."

"That isn't quite-" I jabbed Roland in the side. He smiled and bowed his head. "Very well."

"Now you two get along before the sun comes up. I've got a lot of carving to do and the Festival's judging night is in only two days," Aunt Ma insisted. She turned her back on us and started her hideous carving of a new jack-o-lantern.

Uncle Seward followed us to the hall where he shook his head. "That woman's more stubborn than a pig with its head in the trough."

"But you will guard her?" Roland asked him.

My uncle whipped his head to Roland and glared at him. "She's my wife. Even she was baiting trouble with the devil I'd protect her with my dying breath."

Roland bowed his head. "I didn't mean offense."

Uncle Seward sighed. "I guess I'm just jumpy. Damn weird things happening around here." He glanced down at the box in Roland's hands. "It doesn't happen to have anything to do with that, does it?"

"We'll know when we apprehend the attacker," Roland told him.

"Well, get on it, then, so I can get to sleep knowing Ma isn't going to be calling me up this early to haul the innards to the barn," he commanded.

"We'll track it down and convince it to stop attacking defenseless pumpkins," I promised.

"Then get along with you," Uncle Seward replied.

Roland and I walked outside and got into the car. I turned to him and his box.

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