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Acknowledgements I have been writing since before I was even old enough to know the alphabet and my stories were just stick-figure pictures of cats going on adventures. Now that this book is in your hands, my ultimate goal has been achieved. I’ll have to start thinking of some new ones soon. Seeing Norway would be cool; I’ve got a little Viking blood. But before I do that, I need to get out my immeasurable, extreme, totally mushy gratitude to everyone who helped me along this journey. First, I want to thank Mike and Gail O’Connell for their endless patience, guidance, and general kindness. Without you, none of this would have been possible, and I am so, so insanely beyond words to thank you for recognizing me in that little coffee shop in Toms River years ago. You are both amazing, as are the rest of the staff at Hibernian Publishing who put their valuable time and effort into transforming this manuscript into a book. Thank you, also, to Lisa, for always encouraging me every step of the way and for being my biggest supporter every minute. Thank you for your hours and hours of listening to me vent and especially for reading this even though it scared you. You are amazing and I am so blessed to have worked with you for the past decade. Thank you to my parents for letting me spend hours of time locked in my room and writing/drawing away when I should have been emptying the dishwasher or folding my laundry. Especially to my daddy, who passed on a lot of badass traits, but particularly a love of all things creepy and gory. I love you so much. Thank you to Mr. Neid, wherever you are, for letting me write creative stories far beyond the allowed word count and for reading them and cheering me on anyway. Also for not yelling at me for reading Goosebumps under my desk. To this day, you are still the only teacher who let me get away with that. Thank you, Ms. Rolston, for being the greatest English teacher on the face of the earth and for pushing me to do more than I thought I was capable of. iv
Thank you, Rob, for opening my eyes to infinite possibilities and igniting something inside me that had been dormant. It is because of you that I finished this book. I have loved every minute of our adventure together and I cannot thank you enough for all of your love and support. Thank you to all the amazing friends who took the time to read the book and to offer me some feedback and reviews. Special thanks to Steve for popping my ad in the magazine. Thank you, specifically, to those who remembered to ask for updates and who got excited and jumped around with me over this, especially Larissa. Thank you, Eileen, my Surrogate Mom, for the most wonderful, kind, and loving joy you showed for me. Thank you, Keira, for hugging me even though neither of us are huggers, and sorry for drawing attention to it (but not really). Thank you, Emily, for writing ridiculous stories, screenplays, and haikus with me for almost twenty years now and keeping me inspired. The leprauchuna will be with me always. Thank you, Bethany, for your unwavering support and for writing with me so much. I will keep those smiley face boxers forever. Thank you, Sputz, for getting me into the paranormal in the first place and for taking many road trips to creepy, abandoned, and allegedly haunted destinations to keep the fear alive. Thank you, Chris, for sitting in the car, listening to Elvis, and working through plot holes with me until 3am even when you had to be up for work the next morning. Thank you, Pete, for having my back when the lights went out from the very beginning, and Marti, for never letting me wind up like Tucker. All of you mean the world to me. Finally, thank you for making it all the way to this page. I would hug you if I could. Never give up on creating your own story, whatever that may be, and make sure to stay away from demons in closets. v
Page 1 and 2: The Haunted Hearts on Fire By Kathe
Page 3: Dedication For Lisa, who showed me
Page 7 and 8: Chapter One For his fiftieth birthd
Page 9 and 10: happened to be walking by and see m
Page 11 and 12: try and give this a chance. It may
Page 13 and 14: slowly. She pointed at one man in t
Page 15 and 16: trained me for three months to teac
Page 17 and 18: trying to break through that crowd.
Page 19 and 20: Chapter Two It didn’t take me lon
Page 21 and 22: used book store. Well, the guy who
Page 23 and 24: again. I had plenty of questions of
Page 25 and 26: “I’m walking out of here in ful
Page 27 and 28: “I have good news. The future lea
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Page 31 and 32: the parking spots were filled up an
Page 33 and 34: Somewhere in the middle of the stor
Page 35 and 36: stuff they use on TV? Whenever Gunn
Page 37 and 38: he was pretty much alone around her
Page 39 and 40: “To be fair, you’re working two
Page 41 and 42: I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hit
Page 43 and 44: As Friday approached all too quickl
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Page 47 and 48: The rest of the drive didn’t take
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e okay, he led the way out of the r
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was definitely less frightened than
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“How is everybody doing?” Tucke
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I reached into the nearest open bin
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Eventually, Brad’s voice crackled
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out after what had just happened. I
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Well, now I felt even nicer. “Tuc
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Tucker’s low chuckle filled the c
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explain what that means later. But,
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After a while, I sat back in the ch
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I swallowed that pleasant, warm fee
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Chapter Seven Gunner had pretty muc
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than others, and a few times they p
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The anger finally overtook the last
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When he lowered himself — way too
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I pulled away so I could get a bett
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“It might be helpful if you figur
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Brad agreed, and departed to go get
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Chapter Eight We sat in the playroo
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Instead of a terrifying monster wit
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Tucker was quiet for a moment, and
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to borrow some of that confidence a
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and pressed myself up against him,
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“Please explain to me how that’
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Chapter Nine It took a few more wee
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The pair went on to explain to me t
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“Tough luck, sister.” He gave m
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his body was moving on its own but
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Boy, I had no idea what I was getti
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Chapter Ten “You are absolutely b
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swung my legs out of the car, the f
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household. Someone who is Wiccan wo
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He blinked furiously to keep his te
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Mr. Johansson didn’t even look up
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who was twisting the bottom of his
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Chapter Eleven “Are you positive
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Mr. Johansson opened the door. I wa
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That uneasy feeling was creeping in
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The bang echoed deafeningly in the
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able to blink and turn his head was
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129
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Eventually, Daisy spoke up. “Wow!
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was a very real possibility that I
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“I have to ask,” I said, keepin
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And what about Tucker? Would he be
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deeper than I could see. It was so
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Chapter Thirteen I tried really har
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fire. When he pulled it away from t
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He picked up on the third ring, and
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was different. The way he carried h
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and humble, and as far as I knew, h
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“Look. I don’t know what’s up
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flipped my light switch behind me a
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“Hi, guys,” she greeted us befo
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Once Tucker had dropped off Susanna
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Tucker laid me down on his bed, and
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that wasn’t the most disturbing p
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I ground my teeth together violentl
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I seriously contemplated my options
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he watched the little flame dancing
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At that moment, several things seem
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window one last time. That same hol
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“Whatever was in that house was e
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Next, it was my turn to ask questio
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Richard and Daisy both sat down and
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Susannah’s expression instantly m
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Chapter Seventeen On Tuesday night,
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“She never wanted me her whole li
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“I don’t want anything. I want
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But I couldn’t help but feel stun
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“Whatever was there went home wit
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there around eight. Ethan, Richard,
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When a few minutes had passed, Crai
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of emotion it pretty much anchored
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He must have understood that being
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creative and used a knife. Once I e
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