BLURB:
When Ben Harris' sister passes away, her husband, Roger Keswick, is
mysteriously absent from her funeral. It's not until 6 months later that Ben is
pulled back in to Roger's life, only to find that he's moved on. His new wife
may be called Jessica, but she's the spitting image of Ben's sister. Things
escalate when Roger claims there's a factory under his house run by little
people called the Katoy.
EXCERPT:
"Ben?" Audry called from the far gate.
"Here, Audry," I said, getting to my
feet.
Roger did the same.
By the time we made it to the front yard the police
were driving away.
Jessica and Audry approached us, each slipping an
arm around Roger and me.
"Jessica, Audry. I..." Roger stammered before he broke
down into tears.
Arm in arm we went into the house.
"Come over here, all of you," Roger said,
rushing into the living room. Opening
the wall cabinet that held his computer, he flipped it on. "Let me show
you. I have proof."
The girls moved, one to each side of him and I in
the center, just far enough not to interfere.
The monitor hummed to life.
Audry silently wiped tears from her face and held
my hand tightly.
Roger opened file after file until reaching one
called 'Katoy.'
Excitedly, he got up, knocking over his chair, and
rushed to turn on the stereo. He
adjusted it, making it a little louder than usual before righting the chair,
retaking his place.
"You must promise never to speak of this
outside of these four walls," he said, covering the screen with his left
hand.
We looked at each other and vowed our oath of
silence.
"Ok, Bob," Roger said and a new image
jumped to the screen.
"Bob is your computer?" I asked a little
bewildered.
"Yeah.
Cool huh?" he said, grinning, half turning to me. "I have him hooked up all over the
house."
AUTHOR Bio and
Links:
I
was raised pretty much the same as everyone else... devoted mother, strict
father and all the imaginary friends I could conjure. Not that I wasn't
friendly, I just wasn't "people orientated". Maybe I lived in my head
way more than I should have, maybe not. I liked machines more than people, at
least I did until I met my wife.
The
first thing I can remember writing was for her. For the life of me I can't
remember what it was about... something about dust bunnies under the bed and
monsters in my closet. It must have been pretty good because she married me
shortly after that. I spent a good number of years after inventing games and
prototypes for a variety of ideas before I got back to writing.
It
wasn't a deliberate conscious thought it was more of a stepping stone. My wife
and I had joined a dream interpret group and we were encouraged to write down
our dreams as they occurred. "Be as detailed as you can," we were
told.
I
was thrilled. If there is one thing I enjoy it's making people believe me and I
like to exaggerate. Not a big exaggeration or an outright lie mine you, just a
little step out of sync, just enough so you couldn't be sure if it were true or
not. When I write, I always write with
the effort of "it could happen" very much in mind and nothing, I
guarantee you, nothing, makes me happier.
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