YOUR SECRET ADMIRER by Richard Laymon

Author:Richard Laymon [Laymon, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The doorbell rang again and again. Sitting on the living room sofa, Janice stayed absolutely still. She wished he would leave, but she knew it wouldn’t be that way.

Her heart lurched as a figure darted past the picture window. Through the drawn curtains it was only a dark shadow, but she knew it was Glen. The figure stopped at a side window. Thank God none of the curtains were open!

She heard the window shake in its frame.

He’s trying to get in!

Quickly, she tried to remember if all the windows were locked.

The bathroom! Dad had left its window open! And the screen was so loose…

Janice dashed across the living room, down the hallway, into the bathroom. The window stood wide open, just as she remembered it. Reaching up, she gripped the wooden edge. She tugged.

Stuck!

She slammed her palms against it, as she’d seen her father do.

“Don’t!” Glen snapped.

Gasping, she leaped away from the window. Glen stood just outside, looking in at her.

“Get away from here!” she shouted.

“We’ve got a date.”

“No we don’t!”

“You promised.”

“How did you find me?”

“Ever hear of a telephone book?”

She hadn’t even thought of that! How stupid!

Glen started to pull a corner of the screen.

“Stop that!”

“We’ve got a date.”

“I’m not going out with you.”

“Then I’m coming in with you.” He grinned at his play on words, and tore the screen off.

Janice rushed to the window. “Get away!” she yelled. “I’m calling the cops!”

“No you’re not, honey.”

She reached up, clutched the window frame, and tugged. Still stuck! Glen, reaching in, grabbed the front of her blouse.

“Let go!”

He pulled as if he wanted to drag her out the window.

Janice jerked once more on the wooden frame. The window shot down, slamming on Glen’s arm. He cried out, pulled his arm free, and ran.

Janice watched him go. His limp right arm hung swinging at his side.

She rushed into the kitchen. From a drawer at the counter, she took her mother’s personal phone directory and flipped to Saunders. With any luck, Mom and Dad would still be there. Maybe they hadn’t even arrived yet, and she could leave a message for them to call back.

She started to dial, and stopped.

If she told them about Glen trying to get in the house, they would be sure to ask questions—awful questions.

Why did he come to the house?

Well, you see, we had a date. Sort of.

Sort off?

I really didn’t want to go out with him, so I gave him a phony address.

Do you mean you accepted his invitation for a date, and lied about where you lived?

Well…

How could you?

Because I’m a coward and a liar.

Janice hung up the phone. She couldn’t possibly admit what she had done. She might try lying, telling them that she had no idea why Glen had come to the house, but they were sure to find out the truth, one way or another. The truth would really bother them and might even destroy their trust in her. They’d probably think she was just irresponsible.

Picking up the phone again, she dialed Susan’s number.

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