Flintkote
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 1
Zoe looked at Cynthia. Cynthia looked at the portal. Fifteen minutes turned into 16... 17... 20... 25 ... half an hour ... a whole hour.
“Umh ... what’s going on?” Zoe asked.
“I have no idea,” Cynthia said.
“Why not?”
“Well ... we weren’t even born when daddy didn’t come back,” Cynthia dithered. “Mom used to sit in the portal and wait. Then she started going in and out.”
“Try it,” Zoe said.
“Ah ... you try it,” Cynthia countered.
“He’s your brother,” Zoe countered back.
“He’s your husband. You do it.”
“It’s your family party trick ... you do it.”
“Well ... if you guys are going to sit there and argue about it.” Krys stepped up to the portal ... and bounced back. Nothing. Well ... not nothing ... she bumped her nose on the mirror. “Ow!” She rubbed it.
“When the three of them went in they didn’t have a problem.” She rubbed it again and looked it her hand ... no blood. Just snot. “So ... how does this thing work?”
“I don’t know,” Zoe said. “Ask the sister.”
“I don’t know ... I just had the watch ... JW had the portal manual. I never read it.”
“Ah ... a manual ... where is it?” Krys asked. She was checking the straightness and perfection of her nose in the mirror ... but listening.
“Umh ... it’s not really a manual ... it’s a journal ... Dad wrote it ... and mom wrote some of them.” Cynthia said, “And several handbooks.”
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