Easy read, short, first in a series of 3 books to be written in total!
Tag: cave
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“Brad, since you can’t seem to remember” He growled.
“Nice to have a name with the face. Sorry I don’t remember you. I was a teenager with many dramas going on back then.” pg. 22
(google image, thinking dramas, don’t remember stuff) ‘I wish I had my phone to call my best friend, Dorie, she was there. She is at college now. She was disappointed when I didn’t follow her to college. It was always the plan to go together since we were in Jr. High. I am just so glad we stay in touch. ‘ pg. 22
(google image, girlfriends) “It was July 1999. I came to help my father’s longtime friend, Carl Wilson, on his farm. You came out one day with a friend, young blonde, your age, about your height.” pg. 23
“I am the young age of thirty-five. I am not old and I know you are twenty-five.” pg. 23
“I had blonde hair back then from being outdoors all the time. I am now an accountant so no more outdoors more like hello cubicle. And thanks to contacts, I no longer wear glasses.” pg. 23
“OH. Wow. I um…do remember you. I am now genuinely embarrassed.” I turned away from him. Oh crap. He was my rebound from Damian. I began to pace.’ pg. 24
“You don’t have to be embarrassed. Crap happens. It was only two weeks’ time, not a lifetime like your old lover boy.” pg. 24
‘I am pretty sure he was a rebound from Damien and I feel even more ashamed. I should have given myself time to heal. Damien was the love of my life gone sour after two years of dating. It seemed like a lifetime to a teenage girl. We dated from eleventh grade through my graduation, and then caught him with another girl. He broke my heart, and it still hasn’t healed in ten years.’ pg. 24
(google image, love of a teenage girl) “The job was done. I had to head back to my hometown to help my dad on his farm. I was going to come back the following summer, but I decided to enroll in college. I picked a career in accounting, worked for a big firm for the last five years. Carl called and mentioned he needed some more help, and I thought why not. I quit my boring job and headed on down here. I have been here about a month. I am going to open my accounting business and then help Carl in the evenings and weekends. He is getting to where he can’t do all the work and has no other family to help.” pg. 25
(google image, accountant) ‘I walked over to one wall and grabbed some blankets. No pillows, but we can use a blanket for a pillow, plenty of those. Brad found a couple kerosene lamps, and thankfully some matches next to them. Everything was on the shelves and there were no batteries or flashlights. The supplies seem to be from decades ago and more the old camping way.’ pg. 26
Photo by Louw Lemmer on Pexels.com (camping supplies) ‘Boy, I miss my Pepsi.’ pg. 27
Character brief
Mystery man- Brad, 35yr
main lady, Annie, 25yr
farm owner, Carl, older
best friend, Dorie, 25yr
ex-boyfriend, Damien, 26yr
year now- 2009, met in 1999
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“I love knowledge. Knowledge is good. Caves happen to be rather interesting to me. I wouldn’t have the courage to explore an unknown cave but one that has already is great. My goal is to explore a cave in each state. Bucket list you know.” I replied irritably crossing my arms over my chest. pg. 16
“I’m not real sure. I only began exploring it recently. I bought the cottage a month ago. I discovered the entrance when I tried to move the box and found it was bolted down. I removed the bolts and was surprised when the box came up without the bottom. I then had to pry the bottom part up, it was stuck by heavier bolts. I was shocked to see the tunnel and the first room. I decided to keep the box there until I could find out information on it. After all, someone went through a lot of trouble to hide that passageway. Who would have thought a box was hiding a secret place?” He chuckled, pg. 17
Photo by David Bartus on Pexels.com “My grandpa once said there were tunnels built under part of the town but thought they had been caved in.” “He will be surprised when I tell him they do exist.” I said pg. 18
“I have two older brothers that loved to treat me like one of them. They were always picking on me. I sometimes wondered if they forgot I was a girl. Most of my girlfriends lived out on farms until we were in Jr. High, so I had to play with the boys in the neighborhood. My grandmother was always complaining saying it didn’t look proper for me to hang with the boys, but there wasn’t anyone else. I would even save up my allowance to go buy Hot Wheels cars.” pg. 19
“Oh, my, look at that. I have never seen a more beautiful sight.” Mystery man exclaimed.
I peeked around him to see what he was looking at. Wow just like in the photography books. pg. 20