The Dark Side of Cinnamon
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After a terrible loss, Max and his family move to a new town hoping for a fresh start. Their house is in a field on the edge of the forest and feels as lonely and empty as Max does... until night falls. Loud noises ringing through the house all night long and Max seems to be the only one who notices. When morning comes, Max creeps out of bed, tired and frightened. He finds the house has been invaded by creatures he never imagined existed. They introduce Max to other magical creatures of the forest, though not all are as friendly. Max quickly learns the power of darkness and how it can change those he cares about. When one of his new friends is turned evil and his dad is swallowed by a mysterious pool, Max sets out to restore his friend to their true form and save the father he loves.
Jennifer L. Rowlands
My first love is my family and they are what inspires me most. I find reflections of them within the characters of my books, whether I intended to or not. But there is so much more about writing and reading that I enjoy - mostly, the chance to free creativity and imagination. I enjoyed diving into the written word as a teenager, but took a break to embrace college life, and then married life, and then motherhood. My two boys and their daily excitement about the world and everything in it is what inspired me to pick up the pen (keyboard) again. Thanks to the support from family and friends, I am happy to present my works to you.I truly hope you enjoy my works and would greatly appreciate you taking the time to write a review for any of them. I would like to know what you liked and even if you have any suggestions for improvement.Visit my website at jennifer-rowlands.comFeel free to contact me: jlrowlandswriting@gmail.com
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The Dark Side of Cinnamon - Jennifer L. Rowlands
The Dark Side of Cinnamon
By Jennifer L. Rowlands
Copyright 2020
Smashwords Edition
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For my friend, Amy,
This story wouldn’t exist without you.
Thank you for all the support and encouragement. Thank you for the countless hours you’ve spent reading and editing my work.
Special thanks to Rylee for all of your help making this story ready for other readers. I hope you always hold on to your passion for reading!
Chapter 1
Strange Invaders
Morning finally casts light upon the two-story house in the middle of a field surrounded by woods. The terrifying noises—banging, slamming, strange voices—that filled the night have finally quieted and been replaced by the gentle songs of birds. Max tip-toes to the kitchen, careful not to trip over the many boxes. Every other room is how he remembers it from the night before. Bare walls, no pictures of his broken family. Moving boxes everywhere, each full of memories that no longer matter.
The house is now home to four beds: one covered in blue and red blankets for Max, a white and pink one fit for a princess for Rylee, one for Grams that she’d had for ages, and one more. The last was bought fourteen years ago. It was once the bed of Henry and Julie, Max’s and Rylee’s dad and mom. Dad sleeps there alone now. Mom won’t be joining them in this new house in a new town in the middle of nowhere.
At the end of the summer, Max and Rylee will be going to a new school. Rylee has no problem making friends. She is just like Mom: ginger hair, stunning green eyes, sweet, funny—at least to anyone who isn’t her brother. Everyone who knows Rylee loves her. Everyone in her new fourth-grade class is sure to love her, too. Max will be a sixth-grader in a new place with no friends. And his mom won’t be there to tell him he can handle it.
The carpet that once belonged to a happier family hugs Max’s feet as he walks. He wants to hate it, but it feels so soft and tickles as it rubs under his toes. Turning his wooden baseball bat in his hands, Max tries to focus. Although, he had wandered between these walls yesterday for the first time, he didn’t really see each room for what it was. Every window looks out on an empty yard that stretches toward the surrounding woods, reaching away from him, leaving him behind. The wallpaper is angry. The ceiling looks back at him with such a heavy sadness that Max feels it might topple down on him at any moment. Every door leads to another dead end. He hates it there already; and the first night wasn’t easy.
Max approaches the bottom of the staircase, which empties into the living room. No one is there. His feet are snug against the bottom step, his shoulder presses into the wall as he peers around the corner. The breakfast table is visible from where he stands. Behind the table, the side door leading outside lets in waves of golden sunlight. Max leans around the corner a little further. He can barely make out the edge of the counter and cabinets that line the far wall of the kitchen. Morning rays spill through the window above the sink and spill over the yellow tiles at an angle.
Directly above the kitchen is his bedroom. Silence fills the space now, but not during the darkest hours of the night. The noises that had bubbled up from the kitchen were too alarming to allow him to sleep, too terrifying to allow him to leave his bed. He could have woken Grams, or shaken Dad from his sleep. He could have checked on Rylee to see if she heard it too. Instead, Max remained beneath his covers until the safety of daylight was restored. Now, he sees no evidence that anyone has been here at all. Whatever had been there seems to have vanished without a trace. Then he spots something.
A brown mist. He steps closer, shaky hands wrapped so firmly around the handle of the bat that his knuckles turn white. His feet are only a step away from leaving the plush carpet and pressing against the hard tiles. As he gets closer, Max scans the little bit of the kitchen he can see. The tiny brown particles swirl in the air, ignited in red when they pass through the sunlight. Then he hears it: a rustling noise and a squeak. Someone is here.
Max turns around and presses his back against the wall along the staircase, completely out of view of the kitchen. He gasps when he finds his sister standing on the step next to him, her favorite doll tucked under her arm. Rylee,
he whispers, his voice angry and accusing. What are you doing?
What are you doing?
she says. Were you the one making all that noise last night?
You heard it, too?
Rylee nods in response. Did Dad?
Rylee shakes her head. I went in to sleep by him because I got scared. He didn’t even notice.
Maybe he was too tired from moving all our stuff.
I don’t know. I’m going to see if Grams is awake yet.
Wait—
Max tries to stop his sister, but she hops down the stairs and wanders through the living room and down the hall to Grams’ room. She never listens,
Max mutters to himself.
The rustling returns. Max doesn’t dare speak aloud. Instead, he takes a long, slow, silent breath and mentally prepares himself for what he is about to do. In one, swift motion Max’s back leaves the wall and he faces the kitchen head-on, bat at the ready. His jaw drops at the sight.
He sees no one, but baking supplies are everywhere. Flour dusts the floor. Butter is splattered against the cabinets. A pile of brown goo—the source of which he doesn’t care to know—set upon the counter. The air is as warm as it was while Grams cooked dinner the previous night.
Max’s breathing slows and he begins to smell it. It is sweet. By the scent alone he feels his anxiety subside. Chocolate. But not in just any form. It is his favorite thing to eat. The one thing he could eat for all three meals and again for dessert. But there is movement in the sink of the island.
Once again, Max tightens his grip on the bat and moves in a large circle. From a safe distance, he leans up on his toes to peer into the sink. The sunlight bounces off the stainless steel and he feels momentarily blinded. When Max’s eyes adjust, he notices a bag of sugar. It lays upon its side on the counter. Most of the contents have fallen out and formed a pile in the sink. From under the pile, something stirs. Cautiously, Max steps closer and reaches for a spatula. He stirs