Good morning, afternoon, depending on where you are. I have been burning the midnight oil writing books these days, in between my day job. Finding one’s passion is a good thing, and I am learning so much in this endeavor.
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I hope to be back writing here soon, I miss you all. Peace, love, and blessings. Infinite Zip a.k.a. K.L.Laettner author
“Meet me at the pond tonight at 7”. Jessica saw the email as soon as she opened her laptop. A thrill of excitement ran through her when she saw Jeremy’s address and glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was 4:44 and she sighed, not much time to prepare. Her Siamese cat Calypso nuzzled her face as she proceeded to drape her body across the keyboard for some attention. Jessica lifted the purring beast, stroked its rabbit soft fur a few times and then deposited her onto the chair beside her. No time for loving my friend, I’ve got to get ready. She closed the laptop and jumped up from the chair.
Her closet was a myriad of silk and linen, she moved through them one by one before deciding on the sheer white half slip dress. Yes, this will do nicely she thought and hung it up on the bathroom hook on the door. She jumped into the shower and took extra care with her preparations. Coconut scent filled the air as the suds ran down the drain, her long hair sleek and falling to her hips, she rinsed off and wrapped up in her thick towel. Once her hair was perfectly quaffed into waving tendrils and her makeup minimally applied to her liking, she slipped into her favorite dress, the same one she had been wearing the last time they had met at the pond. A night that still woke her in an ecstatic mood a few times a week.
She thought it had been over, not hearing from him for two months as she had sent repeated emails to him. Summer turned into fall and she just assumed he wasn’t interested anymore. Jessica threw on a light overcoat and grabbing her purse, a blanket and her keys, jumped into her car to buy some champagne, berries, a loaf of crusty Italian bread and a nice round of brie. Jeremy was going to get the surprise of his life tonight she thought.
Jessica pulled into the gravel besides Jeremy’s car next to the fence and grabbed the bag of food. The champagne was chilling on ice in a silver bucket wedged between the seat and she pulled everything out, carrying it all through the opening and set it down beneath a tree beside the pond. The night was getting cooler and a fine mist was rising from the pond, she dipped her toe in and realized it was warmer than the air. Smiling, she pulled out the blanket and sat down. She looked around and realized Jeremy was nowhere to be found. Calling his name repeatedly and getting no response, she pulled out her phone and realized she was a half hour early. He must have gone hiking on the trail while he was waiting for her. Jessica was never on time and he knew this so she thought she’d change it up a bit and arrive early to prepare just in case he didn’t show till 7. She got up and walked back to his car. The black car was covered in dust. Jeremy was a stickler for promptness and his car was always immaculate. She tried the door and realized it was unlocked. A Starbucks cup was in the holder half filled with his favorite black coffee and she realized it was ice-cold.
Jessica, are you here yet? A voice interrupted her thoughts and she smiled. Perhaps he was changing after all, letting loose a bit and having fun for a change. He was gorgeous but so uptight she thought and shutting the door she headed back to the pond. The light had faded and she saw ripples moving across the water. A dark head was moving quickly, back and forth and she slipped off her overcoat to reveal the short white sheer gown she wore. She walked into the water slowly, watching him moving about and yelled out, a might cold for a swim don’t you think my love? But she kept moving deeper in, feeling the grasses move across her legs, caressing her with their soft yet slimy feeling tendrils. His head dipped below the water and she laughed seductively. Trying to freak me out my love? as her body kept moving deeper and deeper into the depths. She felt his hands touch her then, moving slowly up her legs, past her bottom and reaching to stroke her stomach. She dipped her head back as his hand found her breasts and she sighed softly into the night air. Dipping down till her chin hit the rippling water, she waited impatiently to gaze into his beautiful blue eyes once more.
His hands gripped her around her neck and he pulled her under. She fought as the weight of his body submerged her, swallowing water as her air supply diminished until there was nothing left. No one ever came to the surface.
Post note: Jeremy had died two months ago, drowning in the pond where he met Jessica after she had left that night.
Just a quick ghost story for Halloween.
The winds finally died down to where I could venture out beyond the shades which protected the doors. Lacey needed to go out and do her business and we were both too tired from being cooped up indoors for the day and a half it took the storm to ride out. I didn’t know what to expect, 90 mile an hour winds had tormented my sleep and I was stressed and tired and just wanted to breathe some fresh air. The power had gone out almost as soon as the storm started so I knew one of the branches on the old oaks must have knocked it loose. I unbolted the shades and Lacey rushed past me, nearly knocking me over with her 125 pounds of muscle. I hope the fence held, but Lacey was pretty good at coming when called and staying in bounds. The clouds let a little sun through and I held my face up to the welcoming light. The house gets dark when the shutters are up and we hadn’t gotten evacuated, being too far from any water bodies that would have risen, I was thankful for that. Ken was still out of town which suited me just fine, with no power I didn’t have to listen to his constant bitching and moaning, and I could just try to remain composed hanging out with Lacey. Ken isn’t my husband, just a boyfriend I’ve had for too many years. He can be mean and loving at the same time but since our child disappeared 9 years ago, I hadn’t the energy or the heart to start fresh again. So I enjoy his work because it keeps him on the road for a week at a time. We knew the storm was coming but he had to get his load up to New York and I told him I’d be fine, had the neighbors around if I needed help and he agreed that he would stay up there while I faced the onslaught of Mother Nature.
Lacey was barking at something and I looked around to see part of the fence blown down, or should I say crushed by half of the oak tree in the corner. The roots were upended and the power line lay up in the branches. I rushed over to see what Lacey was barking at and worried at the same time if any of the lines were reaching the ground. If anything happened to Lacey, I’d die…she’s my only baby and I’ve had her since she was a pup. A gift Ken brought home from the road for baby Grace, saying all kids need a dog to grow up with. Grace was one year old and it was hard enough taking care of a baby and then to throw a dog that needed training too was rough, I told him so but he said he couldn’t take it back and I didn’t have the heart to find a new home for it. In a way I’m glad I didn’t because when Grace was stolen, Lacey was the one who kept me sane. I try not to think about those days, the open window to her nursery and the years that passed with no leads just crushes me. I turned the corner to the house where Lacey had her head in the roots of the tree and she looked up at me with a baseball in her mouth. I laughed out loud because leave it to Lacey to find a toy. She tends to eat them so we never leave them laying around and here she wags her tail at me with that goofy look, like come on Mom, let’s play. I told her to put it down because I still had to survey the rest of the damage. “Come here Lace,” I called to her and she took one last look at the ball and followed me. The rest of the yard had little damage which was good all things considering, and only a few shingles had come off the roof. “Lets go Lace and get these shutters down, you and me, okay?” I said to her but she turned and ran back to the tree, wagging her tail again and picked up the ball. “Okay, just one throw, then we have work to do here” and I reached down and took the old weathered ball. It had an odd feel to it and I turned it slowly in my hands, scraping some of the sand and mud off of it only to realize it was not a ball but a skull. I dropped it as I screamed and grabbed Lacey before she could pick it up again. “Come on, let’s go in girl” I said and pulled her by the collar towards the house. I felt Lacey pull hard against my hand and she slipped out of her collar and began running back to the tree, I could only follow. “I need to call the police, Lace, come on, let’s go already” but she began to dig and dig some more. I caught up to her and pushed her out of the way while peering into the hole at what looked like sticks but with their shape, I knew they were more bones. “Come on dammit” I said to her and as she looked up at me, I saw it. A dirty silver locket dangled from her mud filled mouth and I screamed as the tears fell from my eyes, my hands shook as I took it from her and could just see that beautiful name that I had given her, Grace.