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By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 15 “Ted?” Jerry entered the house, bearing a small container of ice cream. “Cooking!” His voice emerged from the kitchen. “Still like chocolate.” “Of course!” Ted responded. The smell of boiling hotdogs filled the house. Jerry’s stomach rumbled, even though he had just eaten an ice cream cone. He appreciated … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 15
R.W. Van Sant Chapter 14 He was slightly nervous, heading for his first real dive. The equipment rattled and bounced in the rusted back of Ted’s truck. Jerry watched out the rear window, mentally identifying each piece with some degree of personal satisfaction. Regulators, diving cylinders, hoses, and gauges—he was familiar with them all. Ted … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 14
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 13 Jerry had a quiet night. He awoke completely rested and ready for the day’s trials. If Jerry Lujan had any dreams, they were of swimming and the ocean—fragmented and mostly unremembered. Still, when he awoke, his muscles felt every moment of the previous day’s exertions. A warm shower helped, … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 13
Chapter 11 Ted poured the hot chocolate into cups and stirred in hot water. Jerry sipped slowly, contemplating his drink as though he could find answers in the misty shades of brown that swirled there. “I’ve heard that stress can cause sleepwalking,” Ted suggested finally. “How are things going? Really?” “Honestly, I don’t know. I … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 11 and 12
Chapter 9 Jerry sat at the dining room table perusing the journal his great-great-great grandfather—the nutcase. He should have been studying for his classes, but the sooner he could show Ted the futility of the whole endeavor, the sooner he could enjoy his vacation, and get used to the idea of his newfound wealth. The … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 9
R.W. Van Sant Chapter 8 The librarian sat behind a desk stamping books, a solitary guardian of the accumulated knowledge of Puerto Villa. “We close in an hour,” she announced. “Thanks.” That was all right with Jerry; he begrudged every moment of his vacation in a library lost to the library. The building that housed … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 8
by R.W Van Sant Chapter 7 Jerry awoke cold and shaking. His heart pounded heavily in his chest, and he wondered if it would stop from fatigue. The taste of blood was fresh in his mouth, and his stomach revolted against it. He felt his mouth for the source, but his tongue gave no indication … More Tellers Cove Chapter 7
by R.W. Van Sant Chapter 6 Strange dreams overtook Jerry’s tired mind, of floating in darkness. Strong currents pulled and pushed all around him, gently coaxing him this way and that. Wonder flooded his entire being, enthralling and dominating him. He knew he was under water. He could feel it fill his lungs, yet he … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 6
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 5 “Almost there.” Ten announced. “Good.” Jerry could not wait to see it. The main road continued its serpentine path along the rocky coastline. The ocean dominated Jerry’s attention. He wondered how long it would be until he could ignore the spectacular sight and drive this road as Ted did; … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 5
