Cottage For Sale – Final Part
“Jesus, James! I think the old man is serious!” (soto voice)
Then a woman spoke up, “Well, I don’t care if he gives it away, which he practically is doing. I won’t go up there. I hate rodents of any kind.”
“Come on Kelly, where will we ever find another place we could afford. Why, at that price, we can have the whole three acres fumigated to kill the mice and we won’t even have a mortgage. If we don’t like the place we can sell it at a huge profit.”
As they discuss the purchase among themselves I pray they will buy the cottage. A claw caresses my ear. It’s a threat and a promise. A threat – what will happen to me if they don’t buy; a promise – a new family in exchange for my family’s freedom.. if they buy.
But what if this isn’t what the monsters want either? I think of my lost toes and foot, look down at the empty space below my left knee, and wonder what they’ll take next.
THE END
Here’s a real horror story. Well done!
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Thank you so much! I do love a twisty ending.
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Looks like your story is a winner! It was posted on my Facebook, Twitter and G+ site. I’m trying to tell people that the talented writer is the other 1/2 of Two on a Rant, but I still get nice comments meant for you. 🙂
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Thanks for passing it on, and for letting me know about the comments. I did answer this already but I have no idea what happened to the answer.
Maybe the piebald has figured out a way to mess with my wordpress now.
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Those computer mice can be deadly. 🙂
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Mwua-ha-ha…
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Hahahahahaha!
OUCH!
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