Something In The Dark book Excerpt
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It's written that death comes like a thief in the night. Personally, I've found that death comes in many form. Tonight in came in the form of a speeding car careening across the road, where it challenged a utility pole for the space it occupied. The pole stood it's ground of course, devouring man and machine. The contorted remnants smoldered in a twisted pile of metal, rubber and flesh.
I thanked the police officer for his call and sat numbly on the edge of the bed, trying to digest
everything I'd just heard. Numerous random thoughts had to be sifted, sorted and prioritized.
There were four people that should know about this tonight. My daughter, who was found of Gerald, would be the first. then my best friend, who hated the dead man passionately. Next, my sister, otherwise known as Gerald's wife. The fourth should be my Mother. I wasn't sure what mom really thought of Gerald but she was the matriarch of the family and had to be at the forefront of all family issues. I dreaded the prospect of telling any of them, and entertained the thought of just going to bed and pretending the phone hadn't rang. I should have been full of sympathy, but I wasn't. For the few he left behind, of course. But not for Gerald.
Instead, I stole a moment to wonder if he had time to be overwhelmed with remorse as he faced an abrupt end to his egotistical history of self-indulgence and greed. If there's an afterlife, I could only guess where Gerald was now... probably getting a colonoscopy from a pitch fork. If fate dictated our little clan had to lose another member, this time it took the ugly, low hanging fruit
from the family tree.
I gazed at Nikki's picture on the nightstand, as if to share the news. She smiled at me, as she had done from inside the little wooden frame for the past twenty seven months and three weeks. Impulsively, click here to read on.
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