Malarkey
“Coleridge, "Rime of the Ancient Mariner" The lights were on in the cottage kitchen. We had left them on. Maeve parked the van at the front door and set the brake. I was out, scrambling over Jay and fumbling my key into the lock before she had killed the engine.
Jay followed right behind me. "Quietly." I yanked the door open. "Dad?" I poked in the security code.
No answer. The living room lay in darkness. We had left it dark.
"Wait here. I'll check on him." Jay kicked off his shoes and padded through the living room. I heard the stairs creak as he walked down them.
Maeve sidled in the door and stood watching me.
"Have a chair," I croaked, sinking down onto the nearest myself.
She sat and folded her hands in her lap.
We waited. When, at last, I heard Jay returning, I jumped up and went to the arch that led into the living room. As soon as I could make out his face, I said, "Is he there?" He nodded.
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