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DO
YOU BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT?
Does your relationship have more cracks than
a witch’s cauldron?
Want to put the magic back into the bedroom? It’s
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can’t help but hear the banjos dueling! And it’s Halloween weekend…
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from the dead? Anything’s possible on this magic night! Let the authors of the
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Bigger Briefs is an anthology we began to showcase our slightly bigger briefs.
Er, flash fiction. We invite you to take the journey with us!
Hey guys! Guess what’s out in time for Halloween?
That’s right, the Bigger Brief anthology Haunted Hotel. And guess who’s
returned this time too… Zane and Neil! Yay, my boys are back for another story.
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A
Ghostly Whisper
By
M.A. Church
“Surely you’re not saying you think this place is
haunted? There’s no such thing as—”
“Oh my God, don’t you dare say it!”
Neil shrugged as he walked back to the kitchen.
“All this can be explained, babe. The lights
flickering from the wind, faulty wiring on the hot tub—and isn’t that a nice
thought—plus this is Halloween weekend. Maybe the owners of this place thought
it would be funny to rig up one of the cabins. Did you check those brochures to
see if they planned any activities for the holiday? Maybe a haunted cabin type
thing? Bet this is nothing more than that. It’s all for fun, a joke.”
“Do I look like I’m fucking laughing?”
“That’s not your happy face?” Neil held up a hand.
“Sorry. How about we go back to the lobby and ask to be moved. Would that
help?”
“I’m all for leaving.”
“Come on, babe. We’re on vacation. Let’s just ask
for another cabin.”
“Fine. Whatever. I’m still not laughing.”
“So I see. And babe? There’s no such things as
ghosts.
Before Zane could open his mouth the lights
flickered in the cabin, flashed back on, then went out. Off in the woods
something howled—a long mournful cry of loneliness that was answered by another
call. Zane was across the room, flinging himself at Neil before the last wail
ended. A soft laugh echoed through the cabin.
“Stop laughing at me!” Zane reared back to glare at
Neil.
“Um, that wasn’t me—”
A sharp, low mournful cry echoed around them.
“Shit! Shit a brick! Fuck this, I’m out of here!”
With a screech, Zane flung himself away from Neil. “Explain that! That was some
sort of ghostly laugh!”
Neil grabbed at Zane’s wrist. “Would you just wait a
minute? Dammit, Zane. You can string fishing line, strum it, and it’ll make
that exact type of noise. Trust me, I pulled that stunt on my roomies in the
past.
“I… am…. leaving.” Zane jerked his hand away from
Neil. “Right fucking now. If you care for me at all you’ll get your ass in the
truck.”
“Damn.” Neil
rubbed his hands over his face. “All right, babe. Let’s go upstairs and pack—”
“Only place I’m going is to the truck. Leave the
damn clothes... They’re just clothes. We’ll buy more damn clothes, tons of
clothes, but I’m out of here.” Zane glowered at Neil, then turned and left the
cabin. The truck was close enough he could see Zane clearly in the moonlight as
he opened the door and sat down.
“Well, alrighty then. Guess I’m doing the packing
and then we’ll be leaving. And I didn’t even get to finish my sandwich.” Neil
shook his head at how Zane had reacted. He spied a rechargeable flashlight hung
nearby and clicked it on.
“Ah well, as
long as there’s a bed somewhere along the way we can still have a nice
vacation.”
Neil turned back to the kitchen. He placed the
flashlight by the sink and picked up their plates. He’d clean up then go
upstairs to pack. He’d just finished dumping his food when the air temperature
dropped suddenly. The air turned frigid—he could actually see his breath.
“What the hell?”
As he reached for the flashlight, the battery went
dead.
Don't worry, M.A. will be back, I promise. I put her under contract lol Just kidding! But all kidding aside, she and I are writing a story together, the first in a series. We're almost ready to sub the first one, which is titled, Be My Alien. Yup, it's what you think, an alien story. Now you know why I've been obsessed with aliens lately. Between that and helping her edit her story, The Harvest, I guess they're on my brain. We'll keep you posted with what's going on as we find out.
I made us some drinks, M.A. Here you go!
Until next time, take care!
♥ Julie
Don't worry, M.A. will be back, I promise. I put her under contract lol Just kidding! But all kidding aside, she and I are writing a story together, the first in a series. We're almost ready to sub the first one, which is titled, Be My Alien. Yup, it's what you think, an alien story. Now you know why I've been obsessed with aliens lately. Between that and helping her edit her story, The Harvest, I guess they're on my brain. We'll keep you posted with what's going on as we find out.
Until next time, take care!
♥ Julie
