Vermillion Author:Phyllis A. Whitney "It can be frightening to awaken suddenly from a deep sleep and see a light in another part of a house, where there should be no light. Frightening, even when I knew that I'd simply forgotten to turn off one of the living room lamps before I went to bed... — ... As I went to turn it off I noticed that one of the sliding doors of the living room ... more »storage closet was partially open. Yet I could remember clearly that I'd closed that door earlier in the evening, when I'd put Jed's dragon-headed cane away....Alarmed now, I pressed the lamp switch.
At once the room was dark, with only a glimmer from the stars beyond the windows. As silently as possible, I edged toward the bedroom. If I called out, I might be in greater danger than if I moved quietly and swiftly. But almost at once I knocked against the cofee table with a thud, and I heard he closet door sliding farther ajar.
With sudden clarity I remembered that moment on the terrace when I'd been about to pick up Jed's cane, and the voice in my mind had warned me not to touch it. Now a word exploded through me as though a fuse had been lighted.
MOVE!
This time I obeyed instantly, stepping to the side, only to be blocked by a chair. I cought a glimpse of flying ivory in the starlight and heard a swish of air..."« less
Unusual mystery about facing childhood fears and imaginary childhood friends, set among the Red Rocks of Sedona and the artistic shops of Tlaquepaque, AZ.