The
clock struck midnight in the hallway. A chill ran through
her when a low moan was heard from under the willow tree
outside. The living room in which she was sitting had
the lights turned down low because of the midwinter storm
that finally broke around 8pm that evening.
The wind was howling thru the branches, so she was not
sure what she had heard at first. Placing the book she
was reading on the coffee table, she slowly opened the
drapes to peer out.
Maybe her husband had finally returned from the city where
he had had a meeting earlier. Through the window she noticed
the family car was in the drive. Although the lights were
on, no-one was inside.
She closed the drapes and slowly moved towards the front
door.
Another low moan from outside caused her to pause a moment
and listen.
Reaching the front door, she slowly opens it to peer out.
Lightning strikes out in the night.
The lights flicker threateningly when she notices her
husband sitting on the front porch. She opens the door
fully and steps out reaching to place a hand on her husbands
shoulder.
A sudden gust of wind blows up the drive and causes her
husband to fall over.
His head rolling towards her feet.
She opens her mouth to scream when another flash of lightning
strikes the front gate illuminating the entire scene.
Blood runs down the drive from her husband in a steady
stream.
Out of the corner of her eye she sees the axe coming but
can't move as it strikes home.
Lights fade to black as she slumps over her husbands body,
her head resting on the doorstep next to his.

I
hope you have enjoyed this Halloween Story.
If you are sitting at home alone and there is a storm
going on outside,
remember if the lights flicker and you hear a moan from
outside under the willow tree....
It's probably……. just the wind.
More tales to come - return soon
:)


September
11, 2001
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