going on?’ asked Lisa.
I got up off the sofa and headed for the door. My finger flicked the
light switched on and off several times but as I suspected nothing happened. ‘The
power must be out.’
‘Can you get it back on?’ I could hear the fear in her voice vibrating
through the darkness. A loud thunderclap echoed throughout the lake house.
‘I don’t actually know where the power box is,’ I confessed.
‘What shall we do?’ She cut me off in mid-sentence. Her voice was no
longer coming from the direction of the sofa, but directly in front of me.
Butterflies began to flutter within my stomach at the feel of her fingers
interlinking with mine, as she placed her soft delicate hand in my hand.
‘Follow me,’ I said calmly.
Lisa clung tightly to me, as we walked slowly along the hallway back
towards the front door of the lake house. Blue flashes of lightning crackling
across the skyline illuminated the large and ever so increasingly eerie lake
house. I guided Lisa down the corridor to the kitchen-dining room. The lightning
flashed scary shadows across the long empty kitchen, as I opened up a draw and
rummaged inside.
‘Here,’ I said.
The sound of a match lighting filled the cold empty kitchen. The
flickering orange glow of the little flame danced across Lisa’s worried face.
Her beautiful ocean blue eyes were wide with fear. I placed a candle in her
hand and held a match to it. An even brighter orange glow filled the kitchen,
as the candle took flame. I lit a second candle and headed back down the
hallway.
‘Wait for me,’ called Lisa. She was only two steps behind, but even that
was too far away for comfort. The storm had really frightened her.
‘It’s okay. I am not going anywhere,’ I reassured her.
‘What should we do, Conner?’ she asked, as we returned to the front door of
the lake house. I turned and headed slowly up the stairs towards the second
floor.
‘I think it might be a good idea if we go to bed and get some sleep. The
storm will have passed us by come the morning and when there is more light I
should be able to find the power box somewhere in this massive house.’
‘Okay,’ replied Lisa.
We reached the landing of the second floor and walked down another long
corridor. The lake house seemed a lot larger in the dark. I stopped at a door
and pulled down the handle. The door swung inwards into a bedroom, as another
flash of lightning cast blue light throughout the interior of the bedroom.
Every family member had a room of their own at the lake house. This was the
guest room, which was just down the hall from my own bedroom. It had everything
a person would need to make their stay at the lake house comfortable including
a large oak chest of draws, a wardrobe, a desk and two single beds separated by
a bedside table.
‘This will be your room,’ I announced.
Lisa stepped slowly inside, as if at any moment some hidden monster would
jump out from some dark corner of the room and attack her.
‘If you need anything,’ I began to say but the beautiful blonde cut me
off.
‘Where are you going?’ she asked.
‘I am going to my room,’ I poked my thumb in the direction of my bedroom
just a little ways down the hallway.
‘No,’ she said with a definite shake of her head. ‘Please, don’t leave me
alone tonight. I’m really scared.’ She grabbed me firmly by the wrist and
pulled my arm against her. The back of my hand pressed against her firm breast,
which sent lustful thoughts roaming back through the streets of my mind like
some sort of angry mob. ‘Look, there are two beds. You can sleep in that one
and I’ll have the other. I just don’t want to be alone tonight. Please,’ she
looked up at me with big sad ocean blue puppy dog eyes.
How was I supposed to say no?
‘Okay,’ I replied. ‘I’ll stay.’
A smile that threatened to consume her eyes and ears spread across Lisa’s
angelic face.
‘Thank you, Conner.’
Lisa pulled me into the bedroom and closed