Epilogue – Humble Ourselves
He made the call sitting in Sam Carter’s ruined living room, sitting on the floor with his back braced against the slashed up sofa. Chloe lay sprawled next to him, her head in his lap, sighing in her sleep as he rubbed her ears. It was quiet. So quiet after hours of noise. The house felt hollowed out, freed of its poltergeist and waiting for Sam to fill it up with her spirit, her life.
He wondered if she could bear to return.
The phone rang on and on, on and on…maybe they were out, or not open yet…
Dan Siler sighed; defeat and relief.
“Hey, Ellen, it’s Dan here. Dan Siler.”
“Hey, Dan,” she greeted him, that low, whiskey voice of hers just how he remembered. “How’ve you been, darlin’? Still in Colorado?”
“Yeah. Got a garage here in the ‘Springs. How’s your girl? Joanna, wasn’t it?”
She laughed. “Growing like a weed and dogging her daddy’s steps wherever he walks.”
He smiled, let her hear it in his voice. “That’s great Ellen. Look, speaking of him, is Bill about. Got something I need to talk to him about.”
“Yeah, he’s just here…”
There was some shuffling and the sound of the phone passing hands. He heard Bill ask who it was before murmuring, “Dan?” into his ear.
“It’s good to hear from you, old son. How’ve you been? How’s the leg?”
“Better. Much better. Look, the reason I called…something went down here, Bill.”
There was a pause. A wary one.
“Tell me all about it,” Bill murmured finally. Bill always murmured. He was a soft-spoken man. Ellen was the one who did the shouting in that family.
Dan told him about it. When he finished, Bill sighed.
“I can guess what you’re gonna ask.”
Dan pinched the bridge of his nose. “I know. But I gotta ask, Bill. Jack needs to know how to deal with these things if he’s going to keep on with his research. He just wants to know how to keep his kids safe. It’s not something I can argue with.”
“Neither can I,” Bill said, voice low and no doubt thinking of his own little girl. “Alright. Tell him I’ll be up in a few days.”
Dan rang off and put down the phone.
Then he closed his eyes and began to pray.
The End…for now. I’m a bad person for not updating sooner. I’m fully aware of this. Sadly, I will continue to be a bad person, because the novel is calling my name with its siren song, and I must heed it. I will endeavor to get my act together and put up another story in this series, I really will…I’m just not sure when…