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    Bitter Reckoning, Chapters 3

    Story written on February 11, 2018 by BenMac.
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    “I’m Tina Kennard. You’re new editor.” Tina knew this wasn’t Bette, but figured it was one of the crew. “Can I please use your bathroom?” She crossed her legs with urgency. The woman didn’t budge. Instead she gave Tina the once over. “Editor? Who sent you? How’d you get here?” Tina danced and wiggled. “Um…Harlan…he’s—”

    “I’m Tina Kennard. You’re new editor.” Tina knew this wasn’t Bette, but figured it was one of the crew. “Can I please use your bathroom?” She crossed her legs with urgency.

    The woman didn’t budge. Instead she gave Tina the once over. “Editor? Who sent you? How’d you get here?”

    Tina danced and wiggled. “Um…Harlan…he’s—” She pointed behind her, but didn’t get a chance to finish.

    The woman shoved past her, letting the screen slam behind her. She stepped off the porch and toward the vehicles. “Harlan?” she yelled. “Where have you been?”

    Tina groaned and forgot all her manners. She pulled open the screen and stepped into a kitchen where the smell of food and burning wood encircled her. In one corner, a woman in her mid-sixties was pulling what looked like a lump of dark hair or fur between two flat boards with tiny teeth. She glanced up at Tina and gazed at her through old fashioned horn-rimmed glasses.

    “I’m sorry,” Tina said, “but I really need to use your bathroom.”

    The woman set aside her work and motioned Tina to follow. They walked past a large den area where Tina glimpsed a couple of men and three women along with two boys. They were sprawled in sofas and recliners and stretched out on the floor. The kids were holding handheld games while the adults talked and drank beer and commented on a television show that was blaring on a big screen. Somehow the large TV seemed out of place, and she didn’t see anyone who looked like Bette Porter.

    Outside the bathroom door, Tina paused long enough to say, “You must be Bette’s grandmother, Mary Dee. I’m Tina Kennard, her new editor.”

    Mary Dee nodded and returned down the hall toward the kitchen.

    Tina let lose a loud sigh and hurried inside. She plopped on the toilet and emptied her bladder in one long continuous stream. When she’d finished, she rested to let her insides decompress. While she sat there, she looked around the tiny room. It had a walk-in shower, no tub, and one wall was stacked with paper products, cans of vegetables, and big plastic bottles of oil.

    Once she’d washed her hands, she walked out into the hallway. The walls were covered with photographs of men and women, framed embroidery work, school pictures of boys and girls along with prize ribbons of various colors and certificates of academic accomplishment. An exquisite oil painting hung centered on the wall. It depicted striking mesas against a backdrop of a burning orange sunset. She studied it, peeked at the initials—KN—and glanced through one of the bedroom doors hanging ajar. She could see a pair of red high-top tennis shoes perched on a side of a stool. The shoes tapped together as they were attached to feet, attached to ankles that were crossed. She started to knock on the door and introduce herself, thinking this might be the famed Bette Porter. But she thought better of it and went out past the den where one of the boys glanced up at her.

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    1. Thanks for all the welcome backs and comments on the new story! It’s good to be missed!

      For those of you wondering, here is a link to a story about a real haunted highway, not the 89 I use in my story, that I have drawn inspiration from.

      http://mysteriousuniverse.org/2015/01/the-highway-to-hell/

      Let me know how you rate the “scare factor” of the story. I’m curious if it’s just me who gets weirded out by reading this or if it has the same effect on others.

      Thanks again!

      • Thanks for the new Chapter BM.
        Enjoyed it, despite feeling cold and switching every light on in the house on going to bed.
        I love reading your stories despite being scared and, yes I get weirded out when I’m reading.
        Looking forward to the relationship between Bette and Tina in this story and, in a weird way, the cliffhangers.
        SG

    2. Thanks for the great chapter!
      I like first T&B meeting and conversation between them, and part with shadow was really exciting.
      But i feel strange about Harlan – not about his crash on Tina, but something differnt in him.

    3. Hi BM:

      Wonderful chapter, really scary, chilling, and intriguing; the attitude of Bette’s crew toward Tina is a little suspicious for me, especially Harlan, like he is trying to get Tina, even knowing she is a lesbian; first it was the ‘green tea’ and she getting sleepy, then, he lied to Tina telling that Bette asked for her as the new editor, that the crew and family were waiting for her, not telling the complete story about Bette’s ex, like he is setting her up; but, I understand very well the apprehension of Kit.

      I like the way Bette treats Tina, and how this one strives to get Bette’s trust and friendship.

      But I’m not very clear, with all the hubbub in the RV, when Tina heard the noise and the entity trying to come in, why Bette didn’t wake up? Was all in Tina’s imagination? Was she being played by the entity, hallucinating perhaps?

      Thank you very much for this terrific and at the same time frightening chapter; I’ll wait eagerly for the next one.

      Thanks

      P

    4. Love it! I’m hooked love the thrill and mystery already…has a feel between The Village and Thunderheart… different I like it..and can’t wait to see Beete and Tina get closer… but poor Alice..or was it?..Thank you welcome back.

    5. Maybe it’s because of the flu and my brain works a bit slower, but for someone who already got nightmares from the Hulk as a child, I think the horror till now isn’t scary enough to give me nightmares. Please keep it that way.

      I don’t trust Harlan, what is his motive to lie to Tina?

      I like the story so far.
      Thank you for the update!

    6. The Groves scared the shite out of me and so if this is more scary then I’ll know what I’m in for. However as of now not so scary in my opinion. For me The Groves setting was just really really eerie and the romance between tibette was amazing, really love that story! Hoping for a small rerun of sorts in this story :)

    7. Kit said to Kody . “Something was after her, Joe. She was seeing things in the ruins. At first, I thought she was hallucinating because she was drinking the whole time we were up there.Alice…'” So I think Alice was seeing things like Tina’s seeing now, Bette didn’t believe Alice & because of that they were arguing back then & Alice took off because she was scared. Poor Alice!.

    9. Those red high tops made me picture Ronald McDonald shoes for some reason. LOL

      Harlan seems to be getting off on trying to humiliate Tina in some way, hence the weirdness of him not being honest about getting her work out there. Whatever happened in the past between them appears to have given Harlan a bit of a chip on his shoulder that gives off a dish-best-served-cold vibe. Not cool, man.

      Has Bette already recognized the pattern that began with Alice? Did Alice ever tell Bette that she would smell something putrid before having these visions? Guess I’ll just wait until the story unfolds before asking anymore questions. Thanks for the update!!

    11. It’s good to see you’re back and with a horror story to boot! Seems that this time poor Tina is haunted solely by evil souls. I hope that Bette will be able to come to Tina’s aid in time.
      After only three chapters you have me on the edge of my seat already. Can’t wait for the next part. To me it’s feels a little like waiting for the next part of Stephen King’s “The Green Mile” back in 1996. Though I hope that you don’t let us wait for a month for a new chapter ;-)

      Thanks for the link… Interesting story about the haunted highway! If I ever travel to that region, I’ll make sure to avoid that route for sure :-)

      • If only I could have the skill of a Stephen King! I love his stuff!

        Yes, something is after Tina, but the real question is less about who/what and why. Same with Alice.

        Thanks for reading!

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