Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Kathleen McCluskey @KathleenMcClus4 @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Georgia Nightmare
by Kathleen McCluskey

Bobby drove south on I-95, he patted the gift he had on the passenger seat. His father was always pleased when he would bring home gifts from his travels. Nothing made Bobby happier than watching his father smile. Robert Sr. was alone now in the large farmhouse and to see him smile even for the briefest of moments was a blessing. Since the passing of his beloved Margaret, Robert Sr. had lost his zest for life. Bobby was hoping that his gift would be the one thing that would make him happy again.
Bobby turned up the dusty driveway and began the long bumpy drive to the house. He was sure to keep a hand resting on his gift. He stopped the car in front of the stairs leading up to the porch. Bobby went right inside. “Dad?” he called. No answer from the old man. He called again, “Dad?” He walked through the dining room and into the sitting room where his dad now sat. Robert Sr. was sitting in the same old chair that he sat in for decades. The small sofa seat where mom sat remained empty. The farmhouse seemed to be falling down around him. Bobby placed his hand on his father’s shoulder, “Hi dad. Didn’t you hear me?” His dad only stared out the window. “I have something for you. I’ll be right back.” Robert Sr. never flinched.
Bobby brought his gift into his dad and dropped it at the old man’s feet. “Dad, I found this for you, I do hope it makes you smile.” Bobby bent down and pulled the burlap wrapping off of a young brunette. Her mouth was gagged and her hands were tied behind her back. Large black tears stained her face. Robert Sr. leapt from his seat and sank his teeth into the brunette’s cheek. He lifted his head as strings of blood ran off his chin. Bobby watched as his father stood, smiled a large fang filled smile and hugged his son.
Fiction © Copyright Kathleen McCluskey
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from Kathleen McCluskey:

The Long Fall: Book 1: The Inception of Horror

Lucifer always cunning and intelligent challenges father to a battle of wits. Being the angel of light he casts a judgemental eye upon mankind. He begins a war with his fellow archangels and God. Michael, along with his siblings defend their home and mankind from their deranged brother. Broad swords and hand to hand combat drench heaven in blood. The four apocalyptic steeds are released, each having their own destructive power. Betrayal and lust are at biblical levels. Understand the very creation of evil and the consequenses that transpire in the first of THE LONG FALL series.

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old graveyards. Nina is co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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1 Response to Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Kathleen McCluskey @KathleenMcClus4 @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    A terrific story.

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