The Carriage House
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Bounding up the loft stairs with the agility of a pup he went straight to the easel and got to work. The cool of the morning was his time of day, the time when he did his best work, the time when he was best at everything. Pinning a sheet of paper to the easel his hand began to fly, the charcoal scratching at the white background like a mouse gnawing on a board, his mind inpatient with his hand for not keeping up with his thoughts. He was good, very good, and some day the whole world would know just how good he was. An hour later the sound of footsteps on the stairs broke his concentration. "Well, good morning sleepyhead." "Jerry, we have to talk." "About what?" "You know perfectly well." "No, I'm afraid I don't." "What you and I have been doing; it must stop, here and now." A mischievous smile twisted his face as he shook his head. "It's over when I say it's over."
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His mother’s unexpected death was not the source of Shawn Duncan’s greatest shock; that came with the reading of her will. She would not be buried beside her late husband in the family plot, but alone in a remote and forgotten cemetery, and in an unmarked grave. She gave no explanation.
Unable to accept his mother‘s strange request for perpetual anonymity, Shawn went looking for answers. What he found crushed all the long held believes he had for the woman he looked upon as a saint.
About the Author
Mister Bennett has been writing fiction for fifteen years and has taken several college course on creative and mystery writing. He is retired and lives near Gananoque Ontario. His novel, Ardara was published in 06. The Carriage House is his second novel. Eleanor Savage will follow in 09 as will a collection of feel-good Christmas short stories, Tales For The Yultide.