Three Tales from the Dark Side: (a short story bundle)
By J.T. Ellison
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These creepy tales from New York Times bestselling author J.T. Ellison will have you looking over your shoulder for the next few days . . .
PRODIGAL ME
When a relationship goes south, a young woman must come to grips with her new reality.
"Prodigal Me" is a short story by New York Times bestselling author J.T. Ellison.
CHIMERA
Have you ever wondered what might happen if you sold your soul to the devil?
"Chimera" is a short story by New York Times
GRAY LADY, LADY GRAY
It lives in the attics of a remote Scottish Castle. It needs the blood of a bride. And there's a wedding scheduled today.
"Gray Lady, Lady Gray" is a short story by New York Times
J.T. Ellison
New York Times bestselling author J.T. Ellison writes dark psychological thrillers and pens the Brit in the FBI series with #1 New York Times bestselling author Catherine Coulter. With millions of books in print, her work has won critical acclaim, prestigious awards, and has been published in twenty-seven countries. She is also the Emmy Award–winning cohost of the premier literary television show A Word on Words. Ellison lives in Nashville with her husband and twin kittens. Visit JTEllison.com for more information, and follow her on Twitter and Instagram @ThrillerChick or Facebook.com/JTEllison14.
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Three Tales from the Dark Side - J.T. Ellison
Three Tales from the Dark Side
J.T. Ellison
Two Tales PressContents
Prodigal Me
Prodigal Me
About the Story
Copyright
Chimera
Chimera
About the Story
Copyright
Gray Lady, Lady Gray
Gray Lady, Lady Gray
About the Story
Copyright
Author’s Note
Also by J.T. Ellison
About the Author
J.T. Ellison speaks!
An Interview with J.T. Ellison
An Essay by J.T. Ellison
Sneak Peeks
NO ONE KNOWS Exclusive Excerpt
Part I
Chapter 1
CHARLOTTE’S STORY by Laura Benedict
1957: The End of Time
Prodigal MeProdigal Me
He’s not speaking to me again.
It’s happened before. I think the longest we’ve ever gone without some sort of verbal communication is two weeks. But that was back when he thought I’d tricked him and let myself get pregnant. I hadn’t, but he didn’t want to hear that from me. I remember it was two weeks because when I started to bleed, he started talking. Apologies, for the most part. The black eye had faded by then, too.
So I don’t usually become alarmed when he quits conversing. I’m just not sure why I’m getting the silent treatment. I wonder how long it’s going to last this time? It can actually be quite nice, not having to make conversation. We can sit at the kitchen table, each sipping from our respective coffee cups. I have many cups. I decide which to use based on my mood each morning. Today I have one of my favorites, decorated in loops and swirls of color—abstract, joyful. That’s how I woke this morning: content, but feeling a bit out of place. This was the perfect chalice to represent my feelings.
Yesterday it was the bone white with the geometric, triangular handle. All sharp edges and uncomfortable to hold. No elegance there, befitting the dark nastiness that I’d felt when I got up.
But today was different. Better. Happy. Even without speech.
I watched him from under my lashes, tasting the bitter brew. He’d made the coffee before I arose. He’d been doing that lately, and it was unusual. Normally I was the first to the kitchen; the coffee was my responsibility. I certainly made a better pot. I wondered if that was why he’d designated the coffee to me in the first place, because his was lousy.
He was snapping the pages of the paper, passing through them so quickly that I knew he wasn’t really reading anything. He knew I was watching him. He heaved a sigh and laid the paper flat on the wood of the table.
He looked at me then, finally. His eyes were bloodshot. Not attractive at all. When we’d first met, he had the most beautiful blue eyes, a shade that matched the sky on a crisp fall day. Today, they were muddy, a hint of brown in the azure depths. He didn’t meet my eye, just stared at my shoulder. I slid my silk dressing gown down just a bit, enough for the smooth white skin above my collarbone to show. He dragged in a breath, swept up his cup, and threw it at the kitchen sink. It shattered, and I rolled my eyes.
Typical for him, communicating through violence. For a smart man, he was so very stupid.
I glanced at the clock on the stove; it was well past time for him to leave for work. I sat back in my chair, ignoring him. The sooner he was out of here, the sooner I could clean up his mess and start my own day.
He didn’t leave right away. He’d walked out of the kitchen right after his temper tantrum, but went into his study instead of heading out the front door. He generally preferred that I stay out of his study. Even our maid, Marie-Cecile, was only allowed in twice a week to vacuum and dust, but she was never allowed to touch the desk proper. Those were his rules, and Marie-Cecile stuck by them faithfully, even while she muttered Haitian curses under her breath. It always gave me joy to see her in there, hexing him for his transgressions.
It struck me that I hadn’t noticed Marie-Cecile’s car in the drive. She arrives every day at 9:00 a.m. like clockwork, with Sundays off. Don’t judge. With a house this size, you have to have someone to help with the work.
Besides, all of our friends had someone come in. Personally, Marie-Cecile was the best of the lot, but perhaps I’m bragging.
Today was Thursday, and it was already nine-thirty. Normally, I’d be at the club; my Tuesday/Thursday golf group tees off between seven and nine. But I’d slept later than usual, and I wasn’t in the mood to play this morning. I decided to join them for lunch instead.
I set about making the kitchen right, wondering where Marie-Cecile was. It wasn’t like her to be tardy, to miss a day without letting me know in advance she wouldn’t show up for work. She’d only done that about three times in the three