This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative punctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂
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"Come on, Mom, you're tired," she said as she strode over to her mother and put an arm around her shoulder. "I was only three years old. Obviously, I had a vivid imagination."
Only five-foot-five in her bare feet, Cecilia towered her mother by four inches and that wasn't counting the boots she wore with the two-inch heels. Her mother raised her chin to peer at her. "It's why I locked you out of here," her mother told her and rested her hand on her arm. "You kept talking to him."
A cold chill brushed the back of her neck, but she managed to keep her voice calm. "It's okay, Mom," she said and ushered her toward the door, but at the archway, she couldn't help but glance over her shoulder at the roadie box half expecting Lars Gunner to be sitting on top of it. Of course, no ghost dad was to be seen.
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So was she really chatting it up with her dear ole ghost dad?
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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road
Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.
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I don’t know if a ghost dad will appear, but you’ve certainly set the mood for something important.
Yes, I can feel the anticipation building. I’m anxious for the big reveal. Intriguing!
Jessica,
Stay tune.
Interesting . . . Nice tease, Karen!
Nancy,
Glad you’re intrigued.
I’m enjoying the story and I like the will he/won’t he appear suspense re the ghost! Great snippet…
Veronica,
I’m so glad you liked the suspense. 🙂
Yes, now I’m expecting to see his ghost.
Aurora,
Soon. Is all I’m saying.
I agree with Ed. Here comes something other worldly to shake things up. Well done, Karen.
Charmaine,
You can bet on it.
Goosebumps stuff. 🙂 Nice! 🙂
Teresa,
Just what I was going for. 🙂
The past is definitely haunting. Great tease.
Lars does seem to be hanging around, at least in spirit.
Wow that was creepy.
By making her essentially a disbeliever, I’m now anticipating her discovery of the ghost and a new reality. Very intriguing.
Gem,
So glad you’re intrigued.
I love ghost stories, and you’ve set the scene beautifully.
Elaine,
Thank you so much.
the last line says it all. Great snippet.
Iris,
Thanks.
Unless it was interfering with her life, why can’t the three-year-old chat with her dad? Ghost or memory, I would think it would comfort her…
Caitlin,
Perhaps her mother was a tad bit worried that her daughter wanted to chat with a ghost and not with the living.
You set a great mood here. I loved it!
Not a surprise, especially when she was little, but wouldn’t it be cool if “dad” showed up one time? Great snippet, Karen. I’m looking forward to reading this one. 🙂
So glad it has you intrigued.
The cold chill on the back of the neck got me. He is there!
Diane,
Glad you caught the vibe.
The fact that you tell us that of course there’s no ghost makes me feel one must appear! Great snippet!
Great snippet! I can’t wait to see where this leads.