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- Herausgeber: WS
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022
Montague Aberdeen takes a vacation after the death of his wife.
When he finds a hidden paradise, he expects to fulfil a promise to her to explore and to be more adventurous. But all is not as it seems.
Krissy Knoxx is the author of twisty, dark, fiction. Come for thrills and chills. Stay for giggles and fun.
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KRISSY KNOXX
Copyright © 2022 by Krissy Knoxx
All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
For my best beta reader who introduced me to B movies when I was impressionable.
CONTENTS
Detour
Detour
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
About the Author
Krissy Knoxx Connects
Summer of Curses
DETOUR
A SHORT HORROR STORY
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By Krissy Knoxx
CHAPTER1
Montague Aberdeen fiddled with a pamphlet as the bus bounced over yet another pothole. The International Explorers’ itinerary said Mayan Ruins in the morning and yet another open-air market in the afternoon for lunch on their own.
But Monte wasn’t feeling the excitement. Although he thought the ruins were fascinating, Monte craved exploration that was more up close. This advertisement was for a hike to a waterfall.
He promised his wife to travel the world, even after she passed away. Cruising on a bus to endless mini marketswas not the globetrotting they had planned together. Monte wanted to get outside of his comfort zone, to prove he could and to make her proud.
Monte gripped his drink, noting cognates he recognized in English. He wiped the condensation where it dripped to his wrist. Humidity was never his favorite, but he embraced the climate as part of the adventure. The self-guided hike lay open on top of his daypack.
A curious five-year-old stood backward in his cloth seat with a melting chocolate bar in his meaty fist. Monte’s bucket hat brimmed over his glasses as he studied the map.
“Huey! Sit down,” his father snapped while his mother took pictures from the window.
