Number 37: A Short Story

By Judy Lunsford

Micah Adler was on vacation.

48 hours alone in the woods in a cabin his father used to take him to as a child.

But the first night, something happened out in the woods. A crashed object out in the snow covered woods causes a major disruption to Micah's vacation. And his life.

A spine-tingling scifi short story that will leave you with chills.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Judy Lunsford
• Release date: Oct 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201332457

Judy Lunsford

Born and raised in California, Judy now lives in Arizona with her husband and Giant Schnoodle. Judy writes with dyslexia and a chronic illness & is a breast cancer survivor. She writes mostly fantasy, but delves into suspense, horror, romance, and poetry. She has written books and short stories for all ages. You can find her books and short stories at your favorite online retailers.

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Number 37

Judy Lunsford

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Number 37

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My name is Micah Adler. I am officially on vacation as of 5:01 PM yesterday afternoon.

I haven’t been on vacation in over seven years. My boss always found some phony reason or other that made it crucial to the company that I not take any time off.

So, finally sick of it all, I put in a last-minute request for the weekend off while my boss was away on vacation himself. The HR department didn’t see any reason to say no since I wasn’t technically supposed to work weekends anyway. So here I am.

Finally.

And the HR department knows that I am officially unreachable. No cell reception. No Wi-Fi. No TV or cable or DSL. No electronic devices of any kind.

Just me and my ever-growing TBR pile of paperback books and the beauty of nature nestled in for winter.

It will be a welcome relief.

Last night I drove straight from the office to a small cabin in the woods that my father used to take me to