I love a good murder mystery, and a haunted Agatha Christie adaptation feels like the perfect fare to kick off spooky season. A Haunting in Venice manages to bring the chills, while also keeping true to the sarcastic whit of Christie’s famous detective, Poirot. While there are some genuine jump scares and creeps, the film … Continue reading A Haunting in Venice – Review in Brief
This is a short story generated from the Reedsy prompt: "What was meant to be a great bonding vacation turns sour when an uninvited guest tags along."
Herb Withers watched in horror as Jeremiah raised his hitherto unused pistol. The barrel was pointed right at Herb’s chest, and before there was any chance to react, a deafening thunderclap rocked him backward.
Fall came, quickly followed by winter, and the hangings slowed, so they had plenty of time to practice, and even more for Maggie to be frustrated at the lack of progress.
All Maggie wanted to do was ask Adam about the possession, but a bet was a bet.
The following month was hot, the sun’s scorching rays beating down on the packed earth and sending waves through the otherwise clear air.
It took the better part of the afternoon for Adam to stop asking repetitive questions. Otis sat patiently through three hundred ‘why’s and ‘where’s before finally losing his cool and telling the man to suck it up.
“It’s all in the feet. See? See how much he’s kicking? Can’t conserve a breath like that, no sir.” Maggie looked up at the man swinging from the high branch of Hangman’s Tree. She felt a twinge of sympathy, but mostly anticipation. A pocket watch ticked slowly in her hand.
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