This is the first half of a 2 part story that I’ve written as part of a longer set of stories about a fictional town called Claremont
Harry died in a car accident on April 5th, one year ago to the day. He had died on his way home from the florist. April 5th was also his and Mandy’s anniversary and they had for the nearly 15 years of their marriage gone out to dinner and dancing in the city. Even when she was 7 months pregnant with their daughter who was now 15 years old they had danced the night away somewhere on their anniversary.
Today would make 16 years had Harry not died in that car accident. Had some guy on a cellphone not been too busy talking to someone about something unimportant he would have seen the stop sign and never t-boned Harry as his car crossed the intersection legally.
Mandy had sat in her favourite chair waiting for her husband to come home. He had first been just minutes late and she was peeved sighing while she looked at her watch and thought of how they’d have to rush to the city only to get caught in rush hour traffic and be late for the club. Then it became hours. She knew then that she’d have to cancel the reservations to the restaurant that they had reserved months in advance because it was always busy.
Finally, she heard a knock at the door. She wondered to herself, “why would harry knock.” But as she made her way to the front door she saw why. The red and blue lights shone into her home and she knew it was the police. Her town of Claremont was still small like that, the police would notify you if something happened themselves. They wouldn’t make a phone call, they’d just come to the house and tell you face to face. She tried to keep composure.
“Maybe it isn’t that bad. Maybe harry just was arrested for being drunk,” She repeated that to herself over and over. Not caring that Harry never drank more than two beers in a day, nor ever even drank if he thought he was going to drive the car in the next 5 hours. He was a stickler for rules and made sure that there would never be the chance that he would drink and drive. But when she opened those doors all hopes of harry having been arrested were over.
It took her a long time to really feel that Harry was gone. But even then she kept telling her daughter, Ann that it was hard to do, after all, Harry and Mandy had met in High School and had dated from Sophomore year in high school all the way through college. They had married during their last spring break of university using the time off for their honeymoon and then returning to finish out the semester in their separate dorms and finally for graduation they moved into the home that they would raise their children in.
She had spent the last 22 years with Harry, and aside from their times as youths in high school, they hadn’t spent one whole day away from each other. But now Harry was dead and Mandy had to cope with that. So she went about her days, finding things to fill her mornings and afternoons with and crying herself to sleep every night as she held his nightshirt to her face.
It was on that day April 5th a year from Harry’s death that she received a call. She wasn’t going to answer but it kept on ringing. The answering machine never picked up.
“Hello,” she said her voice breaking. “Who is this?” “Mandy Candy,” a static distorted voice said from over the line. “Who is this?” she said raising her voice. “It’s me,” the voice said. “You stop this right now. It isn’t right to play tricks on widows. you ought not to play jokes on women on their anniversary.” “Mandy Candy, It’s me Harry. I’m coming to pick you up stay looking for me by the window and I’ll be there for you.” the line went dead.
Mandy stood there listening to the beeping of the phone until Ann walked into the kitchen.
“Hey mom, what are you doing?”
“I have to get ready. Your fathers coming to pick me up.”
“Mom, dad’s dead,” Ann said.
“You’ll not talk about your father that way,” Mandy scolded raising her voice in anger at her daughter.
“He’s dead mom, He’s been dead for a who–” Mandy’s hand slapped Ann’s face hard. Ann’s face was read like a whore with too much rouge and as she ran out of the room holding her cheek Ann’s eyes began to water.
Mandy ran to her room, quickly dressing and fixing her hair for her date with Harry. And quickly returned to the living room to sit by the window and watch for him to come home in his car.
She waited until she heard nothing.
Tomorrow, October 21, 2011, Paranormal Activity 3 premiers at a movie theatre near you. I hope you were able to make use of the great deals at Amazon.com for a free ticket to see Paranormal Activity 3 with the purchase of another movie because that deal is done. The movies have all been purchased up. If you are lucky enough to have a theatre near you that has excellent matinee prices then take advantage of that. Is anyone planning on going to this movie tomorrow? Let me know down in the comments section.
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So this week, all those changes I talked about are going to be in effect. Also, I’ve created a Facebook fan page, which I would like to get people to start following and enjoying so that we can talk and get chatting together about writing.
Finally, during the month of October, because I love Halloween, I will write some short stories to Scare Your Pants Off. It will probably be stories involving zombies, vampires, hobgoblins, werewolves, trolls, or spooky-spooky ghosts. While there will be new content every day, there will also be 31 days of Frights or a new short story daily as well as the other promised content.
Not all of them are going to be original stories. I’m in the process of gathering some of my favorite short stories. Hopefully, there will be some favorite short horror and spooky stories that the readers can suggest. This link contains a quick search to books that involve Halloween to some extent.
Also, as we approach the holiday with the mostest, the tab links above will contain photos and links to some great Halloween movies that are either available for purchase, rental or viewing online either thru Amazon or Netflix. I will also link to some spooktacular YouTube videos. If you have a super short story or other related content that you’d like to have featured as part of the 31 days of Frights, please contact me and submit your image, YouTube video, or story.