By Arthur G. Slade
Whereas vacationing their grandfather in Manitoba, Canada, 3 American teenagers adventure an occasion according to Icelandic mythology within which a guy comes again from the useless to hunt revenge.
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Wash my face. " I stumbled away from the bench and into the coffee shop. I pushed open the door into the ladies room. There I twisted on the taps and wet my face with cold water. Then I bent down and gulped a few mouthfuls of freezing, bland tasting water. It woke me up and my coughing slowly died. I ripped off a paper towel and dabbed at the excess water . It was like drying your face with sandpaper. When I looked in the mirror, I almost scared myself. My hair was wild. There were black bags hanging below my eyes.
We would be but Sarah's too slow," Michael said. I kicked him. " Grandpa was still smiling. It seemed a little unreal–he was forcing himself to look happy. I thought I could see something in his eyes though, a kind of haggard look. Like he was very tired, but just putting on a nice face for the company. "It's all set up. " "Oh ... good," I said. "Yes, it is. I really am sorry things worked out this way, kids. " He turned. " He left. When we finished the dishes we went out to the front room. Grandpa must have been in the back room.
I wandered around back and discovered a hiding place in the bushes. I had this fear that Althea could sense where I was just like those people who point and find water, so I forced myself deeper into the branches. I had no idea what I was going to do next or where I would go. Just that I had to stay in Gimli. I hugged my knees. Some of the strength I felt only an hour or two ago was slipping away now that I had stopped moving. What could I do here? What had happened to Grandpa? I felt small and too young to be trying to do something on my own.
Draugr (Northern Frights) by Arthur G. Slade