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A hot summer day's coming to an end, giving way to a severe storm. From one moment to another the lives of the protagonists turn into a nightmare. Two friends underestimate the refreshing wind; a small black kitten disappears; and a young mother is looking for her son in the middle of the Thunderstorm.
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Preston Child asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of these short stories.
A hot summer day’s coming to an end, giving way to a severe storm. From one moment to another the lives of the protagonists turn into a nightmare. Two friends underestimate the refreshing wind; a small black kitten disappears; and a young mother is looking for her son in the middle of the thunderstorm.
These stories are a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Two Haunted Friends
A sudden gust of wind tore at their clothes, hit their faces, ruffled through their brown hair and gave the two lads an intensive push which almost brought them down to their knees. As fast as it hit them, the blast disappeared again.
Jake said something.
»What did you say?« Said shouted back.
The boy turned his head and glanced an eye at his best friend.
»Be careful! You are too close to the edge of the abyss. Please come back before the wind will push you down there.«
Said looked down at the bubbling water again, which buckled against the cliff, that hardly could resist its strength. The roughness of the sea fascinated him.
»Bullshit.«
Jake gave him a concerned, but strict look. He knew too well that he would not be able to persuade him. »Please, bro, I don’t want to lose you, too.« However, before he finished the sentence, she realized that his friend could not hear him. The sound of the surfing was too loud, covering all other sounds.
And then it happened: A hurricane-like gust of wind build up over the two boys and hit hard on both of them.
One moment, Said was standing near the edge, the next second he was gone, erased from his sight. Jake needed all his strength to keep himself up on his legs. He shouted to his best friend, even though he thought it must have been loud, at the maximum of his lungs, he only heard a whisper escaping this mouth. A whisper, too weak to be heard.
As soon as the blast subsided the boy kneeled down and crouched towards the edge. He carefully looked down to the angry sea, but he could not find any trace of his friend, neither hanging on the rocky wall nor swimming in the waves.
Tears rose up in Jake’s eyes.
