The Haunted Traveler Vol 1 Issue 2

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Kick in Halloween with the latest issue of The Haunted Traveler. We opened up and looked for the strangest and the most horrific tales from this universe, bringing them here in a single collection for the readers to get a little twisted. The Haunted Traveler is a horror and science fiction literary anthology that releases twice a year. Published through Weasel Press, the anthology seeks to roam around with the stories you'll never forget. Those dark little tales that are sort of etched in everyone. We love the dark and twisted and we really want to be scared. Check out our website to see when we're open next. The Haunted Traveler is a non-profit, Horror and Science Fiction anthology that accepts a wide variety of art media such as photography, short fiction, creative non-fiction, digital artwork and more.

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She unfolded from the chair and strode to a

bassinette tucked into the corner. Serena’s eyes fluttered

as Anna settled her down to sleep.

“She kept me up half the night. So fussy,”

Anna said, pulling the blanket over her daughter. She

caressed the rosy, plump cheeks.

“That’ll pass,” Deidre said.

Anna sighed, and chuckled.

“It’s worth every sleepless moment to hold her

in my arms.” Tears burned her eyes and Anna’s smile

melted. Why am I crying? Shaking her head, Anna

wiped at her eyes and laughed.

“It sure is,” Deidre said. “You seem to be feeling

better.”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Anna slid into the rocking

chair and leaned back, basking in the sunshine.

“No reason.”

“When will Henry be coming home?” She

started rocking, the rhythm soothing.

“Tuesday, I think,” Deirdre said. “Are you

hungry?”

“I think I’ll nap first, if you don’t mind,” Anna

said.

Voices sounded in the distance, a muffled roar

of anger before silence swallowed them once more.

“I think you should eat a little something,

sweetie, before Serena wakes and you forget. We don’t

want you starving,” Deidre said.

“Hmm…okay,” Anna said, her eyelids drooping.

The wooden chair creaked softly as Anna

rocked. She heard Deidre leave, her eyes closed.

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