The Grave At The Summerhouse #SampleSunday

In this excerpt, 18-year-old orphan and handyman Mitch tells “Aunt Missy”, the wealthy woman who hired him about stumbling over the grave at the summerhouse. An excerpt, of course, from my nearly-ready YA paranormal.

The Grave At The Summerhouse

excerpt from A DEAD GUY AT THE SUMMERHOUSE
by Marian Allen

summerhouseI stared at my hands, at the carpet, at my shoes. Ava had given me the distinct impression that I was in hot water, but what I had done wasn’t clear. I didn’t want Aunt Missy mad at me, too, but I figured she was probably the safest person to ask.

“What is it, dear? What’s happened?”

“Well, we went through the garden.”

“Beautiful, isn’t it? The Averys have kept the gardens here since Father built this house in 1890. I’m sorry, I interrupted you.”

“We went back through the woods into that clearing. You know the one I mean.”

“The one with the summerhouse.”

“Among other things, yes.”

“You went past the summerhouse?”

I snuck a look at her and saw compassion.

“Poor boy. You were surprised? Upset?”

“Well, yes, ma’am.” Not being used to stumbling across graves in the back yard.

“I told you he was buried here. I’m sure I did.”

“Yes, ma’am, but I didn’t know you meant here here. I thought you meant here in Faelin. And I didn’t know he was Him. I mean, Albert Alaister. THE Albert Alaister.” I made a fist and punched my palm with it. “He was so great. I wish I’d had a chance to meet him. To know him.”

“To meet him, yes,” Aunt Missy said. “To know him, perhaps not.”

She was looking into the past again, and I gave her the point, based on what I’d been hearing.

“Then Miss Eleanor came.”

“Eleanor!? Was Mary with her?”

“She said Mrs. Seldon-Hardesty was in town. Corrie was with her.”

“Corrie.” Aunt Missy’s eyes grew wet and bright, but she blinked away the tears. “I’m responsible for that, too. I brought Corrie here. I exposed her to… to experiences she might otherwise have avoided.”

“You didn’t keep her here in chains,” I said, although that was just a guess. “She could have left any time. You’d have given her a good reference, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, of course. She’s a dear girl. A very hard worker, and so willing to please. A very sweet girl, really.”

Crazy as a tree full of hoot-owls, but otherwise an ideal employee.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What would your main character do if they stumbled unexpectedly over the grave of a famous person?

MA

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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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