Virtual E-Book Fair Excerpt~An Ill Wind Cometh

Twelve

Karl had always been, he felt, completely down to earth. If he could hold it in his hand, it was something real. He thought that ghosts and supernatural beings were something that was of some passing interest and nothing more. There was no way that he could believe in any of that kind of stuff since it didn’t make any rational sense. Anyone who did must have a loose screw or two or was possibly susceptible to suggestion. A thing that was there, and yet wasn’t there, seemed to be something that was impossible. There was no way it could be true. Sometimes though it made for interesting things that were part of some of the movies he watched. Knowing a little bit about digital video editing helped to reinforce his opinion. That’s the way he’d always believed.

Since getting this house his opinion had changed permanently about those kinds of things. So many strange things had been occurring from the time they had first taken up residence. He now believed that some of it might just be possible. The problem for him was that none of what had been happening could be explained in any conventional way. For whatever reason he didn’t notice them at first but he knew Sharon had. She must have been some kind of psychic and didn’t know it. They had been married for fifteen years now and she had never shown any indications of those kinds of abilities in the past that he was aware of. At no time had she ever mentioned any occurrences that were anything like what was happening.

When they were married they had a Wiccan hands fasting. He could see it just like it had happened yesterday. The place was so very beautiful. It was next to a lake in the middle of a small copse of poplar trees which had formed into a circular ring. Through the branches you could catch tiny glimpses of the shimmering water, cat tails and birds. All of it added to the experience of a lifetime and became one of his most cherished memories.

When you were passing by you wouldn’t have ever noticed the opening if you didn’t know it was there already. Both of them had stood in the midst of the clearing. Holding a pair of candles, they exchanged their vows with one another. He’d never seen anything as beautiful as the way she looked that morning. She wore a cream colored dress and had a wreath of flowers in her long black hair. It was the best day ever for him. He had spent so many times since then lost in wandering in pleasant passage through his recollections of that special event.

After the ritual, they went on an extremely short honeymoon. They were so broke. There wasn’t enough money for them to stay at a motel for more than two days. Making love that night though wasn’t like any of the previous times they’d been together. It wasn’t anything he could explain, but that was the start of a special connection they had from then on. It was as if they had entered into one another and he hadn’t felt it before that moment with anyone else.

He wanted to find out more about spirits and ghosts and decided to start with simple searches of the things he had seen. Some of the accounts seemed kind of interesting that had been posted on the blogs but he wasn’t sure he could believe any of them. A few of the accounts were really unbelievable, to an intelligent person, he thought. After all, you can always make up anything you want to, these days, and put it out on the web for everyone to see. It wasn’t like anyone was checking the information for accuracy so you couldn’t be sure if it was factual or not. Most of the pictures he came across he was sure had been doctored in some photo editing software which was easy to do these days.

The videos he found hadn’t seemed to be worth the time he spent watching them. Usually, those were of ghost hunters going into a haunted house that were trying to scare up a ghost or two for the camera. Besides, most of the time there were no paranormal events recorded, they just seemed to be a waste time. That even included the TV shows. What you could see in the video didn’t seem to prove anything in Karl’s mind. The few things that were visible Karl was sure some of the things were lens flare or that maybe something was wrong with the equipment. A few he came across were truly unexplainable though but they were in the minority of all of the videos.

Next, he decided to look up some more information about Williamsburg. There wasn’t much that he could find except for Peter Maudlin, the murderer that had owned the house. There was a lot on him and he had apparently generated some fans. For a while, that man had put the town on the map.

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