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
by R.W. Van Sant Chapter 4 They drove through dawn, curiosity the only thing keeping Jerry’s eyes open. The sun eventually broke through the haze, giving Jerry his first breathless look at the Pacific Ocean. It was calm flat and, although he knew that it was several thousand miles across, looking at it for the … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 4
Chapter 3 Ted paid for a ticket to San Francisco. He would be waiting at the airport, and Jerry was dying to find out what was actually going on. The ticket was waiting for him at the Albuquerque Sunport. It was a night flight and had a connection in Phoenix. Jerry would have preferred a … More Teller’s Cove Chapter Three
Chapter 1 “Hello? Who is this—Ted? So, you’re alive after all?” His older brother had been missing for months. It was too early in the morning. Jerry had been up drinking too late. The sound of his brother’s voice, on the other end of the phone, inspired more anger than relief; he wanted to let … More Teller’s Cove Chapter One
