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

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March_Image_03eTime Rift
by Kathleen McCluskey

Jake was drawn to the old car at the auction. He knew that it would be the feather in the cap of his car collection. He had vehicles from all over the world and most validated as classics. Watching the auctioneer he immediately put his number out on the car bidding. After a long and heated auction the car was finally his. He sat down in the driver’s seat and was teleported back in time. The auction site was packed with people and nobody noticed him vanishing.
He opened his eyes and he was relieved to see that he was at his estate. The air smelled different, the flowers and landscaping were different. Standing he saw the butler that had raised him. His father vanished when he was a child. George had been dead for many years now and Jake was confused. He was trying to grasp what was going on. He said, “Hello, George.” George didn’t even look up, “Hello, Master Bell.” Jake thought to himself, “Master Bell? That was my father.” He continued into the house. Being taken aback by the sight of his long dead mother sitting in the sunroom, “Hello, dear” he was about to run to her and hug her when he spotted himself in the mirror. He almost crumbled to the ground as he saw his father’s face looking back at him. Gathering himself he went to the window of the sunroom and gazed out onto the lawn. He could see himself as a young boy playing with his cars. Jake stood there staring when the realization came to him. He was his own father. He knew that he had to avoid whatever circumstances made his father disappear out of his life. He wanted nothing more growing up that to have a dad and now was his chance.
He was watching himself as tears came to his eyes. He was turning to tell his mother, now his wife, “I love you” when a strange feeling came over him. He began to sway and awoke in the classic car at the auction. He was sobbing when the auctioneer was instructing the workers to move the car. He wanted so badly to get back to that carefree time in his life.
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More from Kathleen McCluskey:

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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 grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', founder and administrator of the Ladies of Horror Picture-prompt Monthly Writing Challenge, 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 poignant story.

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