By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Jerry watched as Ellie bandaged his hands, unsure how he was going to tell her about her uncle. He was feeling sick to his stomach and nearly vomited. Instead, he fought to calm himself, eyes closed and breathing deeply. “There you go,” Ellie finished wrapping Jerry’s hands. … More Teller’s Cove
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Ellie was tapping her feet and pointing at her watch as they pulled into the parking lot. Jerry put on his best apologetic face and presented her books back to her. “Thanks. I think they’ll help a lot.” As she accepted the proffered books, the annoyed expression … More Teller’s Cove
by R.W, van Sant Chapter 23 and 24 Chapter 23 Sleep pulled him into its nebulous embrace. The entire universe became a swirling abyss of half-visions. The world was hazy, yet he could perceive it speeding along without him at a ridiculously rapid pace, a video stuck on fast forward. Driven as before, by the … More Teller’s Cove
by R.W. Van Sant Chapter 22 It was his first time alone in the old house. He found it unnerving. It was quiet; he could hear every creak as the house responded to the wind that was growing outside. He could even hear the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks in the cove. … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 22
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 21 A long hot bath soothed Jerry’s aching stomach muscles. The warm water removed the residue of the sea salt and the tensions of the day. Lying in the tub, his head mostly under water, he contemplated the events of the day. Ellie had taught him quite a bit more … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 21
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 17 “Hey. Jerry!” Ted shook the bed. “Wake up. It’s time to eat, and we’re burning daylight.” “Umphh!” Jerry pulled the covers back over his head to shut out the light. “Okay, I’m getting ice-water.” The tugging ceased. Jerry heard the door close. He sat up. Ted stood by the … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 17
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 16 Jerry staggered upstairs, exhausted. The large warm bed welcomed him as he slid under the rumpled quilt. It had been a long day, and his body felt sore and cumbersome. He drifted off to sleep with thoughts of buried treasure and professional fame, floating on a cloud of possibilities. … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 16
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
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
