Tag: Kentucky

The Cottage – Part Nineteen – (Short Story)

There it was balanced just so on the couch’s arm. Everything was the same. Manila colored, red lettered, and all – it was Hant’s letter. The very correspondence he’d so recently consigned to the fire. “No.” He said rising to his feet and reeling.… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Nineteen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Eighteen – (Short Story)

Jim did not see. His return to the cottage was not accompanied by a deepend reverence. Quite the opposite, his recklessness increased. “This is all bullshit.” He said as he tossed his uncle’s letter into the fire. Whenever he heard the chirping he’d run… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Eighteen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Seventeen – (Short Story)

Stone, oak, leather, and mahogany gave the lodge a Victorian feel. Jim wasn’t sure if this was whimsy or the place was truly that ancient. Everything was well kept and tidy. Maybe it was the real deal. With enough care something a hundred years… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Seventeen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Sixteen – (Short Story)

“How the hell did you get this boat here?” Jim wondered out loud as the lake’s utter seclusion fully registered. “I didn’t.” “Ok…so your family did?” “No.” “I don’t get it.” “I had it built here.” “Oh!” Jim said smacking his head. Despite being… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Sixteen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Fifteen – (Short Story)

Shock was the first sensation that greeted Jim, followed closely by nausea. He blinked stupidly in the harsh noonday sun, choking now and again on some cool unidentified liquid that rolled down his face. The strong smell of rich tobacco caused Jim to cough.… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Fifteen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Fourteen – (Short Story)

  The sting of sunlight was welcome. Jim blinked away the shock as the thrill of escape settled to a bitter-sweet sensation. He was simultaneously glad to have escaped the abyss and worried by the dawning realization that he was still lost. There was… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Fourteen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Thirteen – (Short Story)

Pain, fatigue, and cold screamed through every sinew. He raised himself by the elbow wincing at the sensation of rough stone on that tender joint. It was absolutely pitch black. If he were any less than completely exhausted, he would have panicked. Holding his… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Thirteen – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part Seven – (Short Story)

The basement was impossible to open from the outside. It was as stealthy an aperture as the access in the kitchen. Presenting itself as nothing but a flat slightly raised patch of wild grass. ‘I just don’t get this place.’ Jim shook his head… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part Seven – (Short Story)”

The Cottage – Part One – (Short Story)

Appalachia spreads itself in grey and green a few hundred miles inland of the Atlantic. Its mountains, caves, lakes, and fields are a delight. It is a garden. It is a temple. It is where Jim found himself that summer. His uncle who went… Continue Reading “The Cottage – Part One – (Short Story)”