I’m baaack!… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

by Karen Michelle Nutt

About this snippet: Chapter Two (Cemetery Gates) Snippet #7.  Check out last week’s snippet from Chapter Two snippet #6 here.

Setup for this snippet: Cecilia has dismissed the voice she heard, believing she dreamed that someone had spoke to her. She enters the study…

***The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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No more reading for her tonight. She’d put the journal in a safe place for later, and then check on her mother one more time before she headed home.

She strode over to the coffee table and leaned down to retrieve the journal, but as she straightened she caught a movement near the closet door. Her eyes widen in fear at the sight of a shadowy figure standing there. Tall, dark and foreboding and thoughts of feeling safe evaporated like a summer mist and her inner voice told her to run. However, her feet hadn’t picked up on the warning in the way she’d hoped. Instead, she scrambled back and hit the edge of the coffee table and she gasped at the sudden sharp pain to her calf.

“Don’t be afraid,” the shadowy man told her, which he had to be friggin’ crazy to think she wouldn’t be, but the scream tickling her throat lodged there and her voice came out in a squeak and with nothing coherent to be named. Her heartbeat pounded in her ear and she almost missed the man’s next words…almost.

“CeeCee, it’s me.”

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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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33 thoughts on “I’m baaack!… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday”

  1. Oh yeah! 😀 This is a really long sentence: “”Don’t be afraid,” the shadowy man told her, which he had to be friggin’ crazy to think she wouldn’t be, but the scream tickling her throat lodged there and her voice came out in a squeak and with nothing coherent to be named.”

    I’d break it up like this”
    “Don’t be afraid,” the shadowy man told her, which he had to be friggin’ crazy to think she wouldn’t be. The scream tickling her throat lodged there and her voice came out in an incoherent squeak.”

    Great snippet, Karen.

  3. Oh wow … love it … and i looooove “thoughts of feeling safe evaporated like a summer mist” beautifully written!

  6. Spooky! And effective… the story is visibly picking up steam (not that it was dragging before, just trying to say I can feel things ratcheting up). Can’t wait to see what next!

  8. Oh my! Such a great snippet, I’m practically screaming in my seat as I read it and also relieved that she is finally seeing him!

  18. That’s probably the one time where it’s good that she isn’t able to cry for help or make noises. I don’t think alerting her mum would be a god idea.

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