By Rick Hautala
4 OCTOBERS - a suite of Novellas
The days have become shorter, and the wind blows chilly from the north. After the maple and oak leaves flip from eco-friendly to brilliant reds, golds, and oranges, they wither, fall, and die, clattering like previous bones as they blow down the road within the twilight. The solar isn't as vibrant because it was once, and the nights are darkish and chilly and lengthy. this is often the time of the harvest … the time of Hallowe'en … and a time for memories of the summer season simply previous and of alternative summers, now long past. it is a time of poser and expectation because the earth prepares for the frigid onslaught of winter.
Four Octobers collects for the 1st time 4 loosely interconnected novellas from the bright mind's eye of best-selling writer Rick Hautala. every one tale is decided in October, the month of pumpkins and trick or deal with, of skeletons and haunted graveyards, and every tale is stuffed with nostalgia for occasions previous … for summers and formative years now long gone … for possibilities now not taken … for possibilities now misplaced forever.
"Tin Can Telephone," set in 1957, tells the tale of a tender boy and his pal who, within the pre-dawn darkness whereas ready to determine the Russian satellite tv for pc Sputnik pace by way of overhead, adventure a secret and worry way more terrifying than the specter of Soviets in space.
"Miss Henry's Bottles," possibly Hautala's top tale up to now, tells how the straightforward act of discarding empty soda bottles on a neighbor's garden brings to gentle secrets and techniques that are supposed to have remained buried … yet like several secrets and techniques, this one finally is published with devastating consequences.
"Blood Ledge," set in an Indian summer season of 1971, tells the story of a tender boy who discovers a gloomy kin mystery that leads him to just accept a kin inheritance that has scary results.
And ultimately, "Cold River" is the tale of a guy so misplaced in loneliness and melancholy following the loss of life of his spouse that he faces a horror worse … a lot worse than drowning within the chilly, darkish river that flows via his house.
Taken jointly, those tales express Rick Hautala writing on the best of his online game, telling tales that may not simply kick back you if you learn them, yet will go away you with an icy dread on your center … a dread a lot chillier than any October wind blowing down the road at evening.
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Clutching panic seized him whilst he observed smudges of shadow flit around the partitions and ceiling, taking over shape and substance as he watched. A low whimper escaped him, and he by surprise darted ahead into the lounge and leaped onto the sofa. “Go away! depart me on my own! ” he whispered as he cowered opposed to the cushions and stared on the doorway. His middle used to be racing as he watched and waited to determine if the shadows deepened and started to seep into the lounge like floor fog. The swift hammering of his pulse drowned out all different sounds, and Ben didn’t be aware of which used to be worse—cringing in worry as he waited to determine what may need him into the lounge or remaining his eyes and ready in silence for darkness to descend. **** whilst Ben opened his eyes, rain used to be streaming down the lounge home windows. He set free a noisy grunt as he bolted upright at the sofa and appeared round, startled as though anyone had shouted just about his ear. outdoor, grey clouds have been moving quickly around the sky, twisting like clumps of curdled milk. The rain opposed to the window hissed like blowing sand. throughout the timber, he stuck a glimpse of the river, its darkish floor dimpled by way of concentric earrings made via the rain. the lounge was once suffused with a cottony grey gentle that appeared to don't have any direct resource. He waved his palms in entrance of his face, half-expecting to determine the air in entrance of him swirl, like stirring up muddy water. Ben knew he hadn’t been asleep. He wasn’t certain how lengthy he were mendacity there at the sofa along with his eyes closed, however the entire time, his brain were racing as he attempted to make feel out of what he have been dealing with. The reminiscence of his cell dialog with Dr. Porlock appeared far-off now, as obscure as a half-remembered dream. He recalled asserting whatever approximately calling Ed again later if he wasn’t feeling larger, yet he wasn’t convinced how some time past he had talked to him. it can were a number of hours or a number of days in the past, for all he knew. He glanced on the answering laptop and observed that the message gentle wasn’t blinking, so Ed hadn’t referred to as him again. If he had, Ben was once definite he might have heard the telephone ring simply because he used to be optimistic that he hadn’t fallen asleep. nonetheless, he didn’t suppose in any respect rested. His eyelids have been heavy, and his eyes ached every time he blinked. He took a pointy breath, feeling a chilly rush like water less than his ribs. with out consciously considering it via, he grabbed the lounge cell and quick dialed his brother’s quantity. ahead of it begun ringing, although, he concept best of it and slammed the telephone down, letting his breath out in a noisy, trailing gasp. His physique felt love it was once weighed down by way of lead as he obtained up from the sofa and shuffled slowly throughout the lounge and into the kitchen. while he handed the bed room doorway, he paused to seem into the room, remembering how threatened he had felt through what he inspiration he had visible in there. That risk, too, felt love it used to be a far off reminiscence, under no circumstances threatening now. as soon as he was once within the kitchen, he grabbed his pockets and motor vehicle keys from the counter, pulled on his raincoat, and moved quickly open air, ensuring to fasten the doorways in the back of him.