Crime writer and fellow blogger D.S. Nelson has once again offered a terrific and unusual story prompt. This time, it’s a haunting song. This is the story that came from it. Thanks, D.S., for the inspiration! Folks, please do visit D.S. Nelson’s terrific site, and try her Blake Heatherington mysteries. You won’t be sorry!
‘Come on, Grandpa, let’s go. It’s gonna be dark soon,’ Jackie called.
‘Coming,’ Tom murmured absently. He stared down the path he and his grandson had just been following, hardly hearing what Jackie was saying.
‘Grandpa! Come on! I’m starving, and Dad says we’re having fried chicken for dinner!’
‘Sorry,’ Tom said, this time more attentively. ‘Let’s go.’
Jackie looked at his grandfather. ‘What’s the matter?’ he asked.
There was no sense lying; at ten years old, Jackie didn’t miss much. ‘It’s just that this isn’t too far from where…
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