The Long Story

Willie laid on her bed on her back as straight as she could without moving. EVERYTHING hurt and she did mean EVERYTHING! She'd set out determined to prove herself. She'd proven herself alright. She'd proven that it was indeed possible to sprain your entire body. Her hair ached, her toenails ached. She could feel her blood coursing through her veins. It hurt. There was a soft knock on her bedroom door.
"come in" she whispered. It hurt too much to open her mouth too far.
Tim opened the door. He was holding a beautiful orange and yellow striped pumpkin about the size of his head.
"Hey baby! Happy Halloween!" His brows furrowed and his eyes flashed. "you okay? you dont look so good." He set the pumpkin down on her dresser.
Willie smiled. It hurt.
"Im okay, ow.. or I will be. I just WAY over did it yesterday. I wanted to prove I could do this job, and I did. Fiddler was really impressed with my work! But now, I cant seem to move." Willie was still wearing what she'd slept in, an old t-shirt and some boxer-type shorts. They werent attractive, but they were comfortable.
Tim watched her and smiled.
"I think I can help. Can you turn over on your stomach?"
Willie cringed at the thought. She tried to sit up and groaned. Tim smiled. She knew he was laughing at her misery but he had such a nice smile, it actually made her feel better. He walked to her side and sat next to her on the bed. He leaned down to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"umm.. I love the Idea Timmy, but I dont think..."
Tim laughed out loud this time and said "Just work with me here, okay?"
He wrapped her in his arms then he sat up and she came with him.
"OOOFF" Willie groaned.
"now turn over" Tim cued her.
She gently turned on her side cringing and scowling the whole time, till she was on her stomach and she let out a long deep sigh.
Tim began massaging her shoulders. Willie sighed again and groaned but this time out of sheer pleasure. Tim had amazing hands. His fingers were long and strong.
"Its too hard to work over this shirt." Next thing she knew, Willie's t-shirt was on the floor. She wasnt sure how he'd done that but she was still on her tummy sans shirt! He reached for a bottle of lotion on her dresser. Nothing fancy, just regular hand lotion. Tim pour a little into his palm and began working it into her muscles. Willie groaned and melted. He worked her back, neck, shoulders even her arms and legs.
"Hey, James has arranged some fun for tonight. He's called a psychic from Fleetwood to come down. We're going to go take a look at that old house up the creek!"
"Uh huh.." Willie would have agreed to anything at that precise moment.
"Want to go?"
"Uh huh... wait.. what?" Some of what he was saying was sinking in. The pain must be subsiding.
Tim smiled. "You know, that old house up the creek. The one that's falling down. It should be interesting if not fun."
Willie turned her head to look at Tim to see if he was serious.
"Are you nuts? I saw that place coming into town. It's falling down. Somebody's going to get killed!"
Tim shrugged. "I doubt it. We wont go in the towers and besides, James owns it. He wants a closer look. He's been talking about tearing it down for years but no one will take the job. They all say it's haunted. He called this psychic and she chose Halloween. James just thought it'd be a kick so he asked us and a few others to go along!"
Tim was working down her thighs now and Willie's eyes had rolled back into her head. He could have said "Gee Willie, lets drink nuclear waist and dance naked on a mountain top" and she'd have agreed.
"okay..." she mumbled and he worked down her calves.
"great.." Tim's voice had grown deep and husky. Willie's eyes opened wide. She knew that sound. He'd moved up to her lower back and was moving his hands up her sides. She felt his hair brush her back then his lips on her spine.
"So, are you feeling better?" She could feel the hot breath and his lips moving on her skin. She gulped.
"Yeah, much" She was grinning so wide her cheeks hurt.
""good.." Tim stood up and locked the door.


Sheriff Soda had finished talking to Fiddler. He wasnt too concerned about Stewart. Stewart was very good at what he did, but he was a screw up! They had been thinking about letting him go, but that would have to wait till Frank got back from his honeymoon. The Sheriff knew Fiddler could hold his own so she didnt pursue the matter further. She was walking back up to the Ranch house when James met her half way. She saw him coming and started grinning like an idiot. How was she going to deal with this? She put her hand to her eyes as if the sun was in them. She could pretend the glare from the sun was making her squint. That may account for the stupid grin she got every time she saw James, or at least it would this time.
James started Jogging towards her. He was so fit. He had an amazing body. Trim and firm and .. she had to stop thinking this way. She shook her head and looked away at the Ranch house. Don was sitting on one of the rocking chairs looking better if not healthy.
She nodded towards the porch as James came up to her. "Jessica's magic voodoo?"
James smiled. He'd been on the receiving end of that voodoo a few times and Soda knew it.
"Yeah, its pretty potent stuff."
"I know! I've seen it in action." Now she smiled and looked right at his face.
He grinned and blushed. "So you have. Listen I've made some pretty exciting plans for tonight. You know that Psychic out of Fleetwood?"
"Stevie? yeah I know her. She's terrific! Some people say she's a witch."
James grinned. "Well, I dont know about that, but she's going to come over tonight and take a look at the Old Hotel up the river."
"Hotel? OH the old mansion! That place is falling apart! Will that be safe?" the Sheriff wrinkled her brow.
"Yeah, it'll be fine. We wont go near the towers and I need her to tell me if there's anything to the whole haunted thing. I'm thinking about having it torn down but I cant get anyone out there to do the job. They're all afraid of it." James chuckled at this idea. Grown men being afraid of a haunted house was ridiculous, let alone construction guys. He shook his head.
The Sheriff smiled. She loved the idea of being in that old place on Halloween night with a psychic and mostly, with James.
"So who's going?"
James grinned. He had her. She wanted to go. "Well, me, and you, if you'll go. Tim's asking Willie now and my little brother's in town! He'll be there and, knowing him, he'll have a date. Probably Don and Jesssica, if Don's up to it. Almanzo and Danielle and I'll see if Fiddler wants to go. Maybe he'll ask Cathy. I think he's smitten." They both smiled at that. Fiddler had been such a tough guy all his life, it was nice to see him soften a little. He was a good man, and Cathy was a sweet, funny, pretty lady. They'd make a great couple.
"Count me in then!" The Sheriff grinned. It did sound like fun. "I need to go have a talk with that new guy at the inn. He's up to some no good. I need to find out what." She smiled at him. "Ill see you tonight then?"
James scowled as she started to walk away. He glanced away, then back at her retreating form.
"Nancy?" He said after her. He walked purposefully up to her quietly talking to himself' "..waisted too much time already.."
She turned to look at him. He grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her, softly at first then deeper, wrapping her in his embrace. She was stunned. Her eyes flew open and she just stood there with her ams sticking out from under his. Then she melted. His lips were so warm and soft and gentle, and they seemed to know exactly what to do. She pulled her arms loose and slipped them over his shoulders and around his neck. She returned his kisses. They stood locked in this passion for an unknown length of time. He was right. They had waisted way too much time already. This was right. This was supposed to be.

Ok-:shock:Now I need a cold shower in the middle of the day--WOW:drool:- Tim's hair touching my back, ... but really-"Tim's voice had grown deep and husky"? I doubt it!! :hilarious:

LOL Willie!

Ticky, I am blown away, yet again! This last add was fantastic. Love the whole Halloween vibe. And Willie & Soda are very lucky girls ;)

This is Halloween, you never know whats going to happen next. *G* Tim's voice could be deep and husky.. maybe he's possessed by Barry White? *G* Im going to be gone this evening and wont be back till later tonight so I'm going to write the rest of the halloween epi in a few.. just gotta get the squirt off to school.


look for more surprises!

Yes, it just keeps getting better and better.. I can't wait for the rest of the Halloween fun!

Honestly--I was just sitting here giving my niece a bottle thinking about the story, my husband came in from outside and looked at me and said "what are you thinking about that put that grin on your face?" No, I didn't tell him but I bet he wondered why I started blushing! :heybaby:

Cami waited in what she guessed Jessie would call the office of the garage. There was a desk, but there was some dirty, greasy car part, she assumed it was a car part, sitting on it. It didnt matter to much because there were so many papers covering the desk top she couldnt see it anyway. There was a calender from 1968 hanging on the wall. Fortunately it did not bare the typical pin up girl on the top, but it showed an old car of some kind. She really wasnt up on vintage cars. Jessie came in through a back door that lead directly into the garage. Cami had come in the front door from the parking lot where Jessie had dropped her off. HE'd been very much a gentleman about it. He'd stopped the truck, got out, ran to her side and opened her door for her. He'd opened the office door for her as well and offered her a cup of coffee. She'd taken it. She'd been sorry afterwards. It kind of tasted like something he might have drained out of that car part sitting on his desk, but it was wet, and at this point, that was all that mattered. He'd excused himself to go unhook her car and get it up on the rack. Now he was back and his face looked grim.
"How attached are you to that car?" Jessie was watching his hands as he wiped them on a stained rag.
Cami let out a long breath and sat heavily in the chair. This was going to be ugly. She wasnt in love with her car, but it was her mode of transportation which had been, until now, very important.
Jessie watched her, and he softened a little. "well, I CAN fix it, it's just going to take some time." He cocked his head and looked at her.
She had been looking down at the floor and she now looked up at him.
"How long?"
Jessie smiled. He'd heard that question a lot. He figured most mechanics heard it a lot. But people here in Eaglesville seemed to like that question a lot.
"A week, maybe two."
Cami sighed. Two weeks in hicksville USA. This was going to be exciting. She looked at Jesse and smiled. Maybe this wouldnt be so bad after all!
"So, where would I find a room in Eaglesville?" She was hoping that there would be someplace other then the seedy looking inn they'd passed on the way in to town.
Jessie grinned big and happy at her. "That'd be the Last Resort!" Did he get that grin from Tom Cruise? It sure looked like the same grin. That sardonic, way too happy, Im-on-prosac kind of grin. Cami realized he was being sarcastic. She smiled. She could like this guy!
"It sure would! but seriously, isnt there any place else?"
Jessie smiled more casually at her and held his hand out to help her up. "Oh come on, its not that bad. I'll go over with you and make sure you get a good room." He put a friendly arm around her shoulders and gave her a reassuring squeeze. Hey! anything that got his arms around her was okay with her.
Thet walked acoss the parkinglot towards The Last Resort, Jessie keeping his arm around her shoulders.
"So, since you're going to be in town for a while, and my brothers have planned a little halloween fun for tonight, maybe you'd like to go with me?"
Cami's mind reeled at what "a little halloween fun" might include out here in the boondocks.
"Uh, just what exactly is planned?" She looked sideways at him. She wasnt interested in apple bobbing or cow tipping. Maybe in a hay ride. She grinned to herself.
"remember that old house you saw across the creek?"
Cami stopped in her tracks and stared open eyed at him. "Are you kidding? You arent going there are you? What are you? a bunch of teenagers?"
Jessie laughed and squeezed her shoulders again.
"It's okay, My brother owns the place and we're not going anywhere near the towers. They're the most dangerous part and James, my oldest brother, invited a psychic from the next town! Everybody says she's a witch!"
Jessie was so excited. Cami smiled to herself. How could she disappoint him. He was like a kid. He WAS a kid. She had to keep reminding herself of that.
"Well, sure, what the heck. I'll go." Jessie was so excited he hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Maybe this would be even better then she expected! Hay rides be damned!


more coming.. I need a latte.. (this is like a marathon..) and dont even ASK about my *%$#^* cat... he's outside now. (grumble grumble)

Ok.. here.. we.. go...

They all met in front of the old mansion at dusk. The road there had been a long dusty dirt road that followed the creek from town then veered off to the north away from the creek. Suddenly there was a path to the west. They turned sharply and went under a rot-iron gate that arched above the path. It said "H..e...f..n.."
"whats that stand for?" Cami turned and asked Jessie. His truck was relatively comfortable on this bumpy road. Her little car would have felt like mid-evil torture.
"no idea." Jessie said. It's been there so many year. I guess there were more letters when James was younger, but kids have taken 'em or just knocked 'em down for kicks. I think I remember an "a" and maybe an "l" a long time ago."
They drove down the long drive till they reached the front of the house.
It was huge! There was a long veranda that spanned the entire front of the building with a circular entry lined by four shallow steps. The wood on the front porch was splintered and warped but looked fairly solid. Cami noticed the others were already there. Jessie parked and jumped out. He ran around to her side of the truck and opened the door. She was going to have to talk to him about that. It made her feel like an old lady when he did that, Of course it was kind of sweet, in a farm boy kind of way.
James stood in front of the steps with his arm securely around Sheriff Soda. Well! thought Jessie, this was new. About damn time! He grinned at his big brother who blushed and narrowed his eyes at him.
"Shut up squirt." James grinned back at his baby brother, and pulled Nancy closer.
Jesse took Cami's hand and lead her up to the small group.
"Where's Frank? or Glenn?"
Tim stepped forward. "Hey Jess! good to see you, man!" they high-fived each other.
"Give me a break" Cami thought to herself and rolled her eyes.
"Frank ran off to Vegas with Lisa to get hitched!" Tim was grinning like the cat that ate the canary.
"No Kidding!" Jessie's mouth hung open and his eyes stared at Tim in disbelief.
"Nope, he finally found a pair and used em!" Tim and Jess laughed.
James looked disapprovingly at the two but the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Now, Frank is just fine you two. He's been a hard worker and devoted his life to that Ranch. He deserves a little happiness."
"Oh, that reminds me, Jess, I want you to meet the love of my life, Willie" Tim Wrapped an arm around Willie's shoulders pulling her close to him and kissing her temple. Willie grinned and held out a hand. "It's very nice to meet you Jessie."
Jessie smiled, looked back and forth at the two and shook his head. "It's VERY nice to meet you too Willie. Im glad Tim's found somebody willing to put up with him. Looks like Love's been in the air since I've been gone."


Ok.. I have to go.. but I'll work on this some more at M&D's house.. I will finish this!! it's just growing and GROWING and GROWING!! AHHH!!!!!!!!!

Okay, here's the deal. The last Halloween entry sucked. It was written under high stress (Ie my Mom peering over my shoulder saying "Arent you finished yet?" and Cliffy critiquing) SO.. I started rewriting it. I lost the first rewrite when the electricity here went out. THEN I lost the second rewrite when I.. well I did something dumb. BUT! the third times a charm, heres the first part of the third rewrite. Hope you like it.


Willie smiled to herself. She'd had the same thoughts about Tim.
"It's time. Time moves differently here. I had the same thoughts as you, but after a day or two, I just learned to enjoy what I have."
"Yeah, maybe." Cami was still skeptical. Jessie looked at her and grinned. Her insides melted a little and she sighed. "Yeah, I guess so." She had a smile on her face she hadnt seen for a long time. It felt good to be genuinely happy again. Maybe it was time to let go of her suspicious and hardened shell.
While the four had been talking, a few more cars pulled up the dirt drive. Fiddler and Cathy had joined the group. Fiddler was beaming with Cathy looking beautiful on his arm. Willie smiled at the idea of Cathy going from the over-alls and hip waders to the pretty form fitting spring dress she now wore. Obviously Fiddler was pleased as well. He looked as if he were about to burst with pride!
Don and Jessica had arrived as well and Danielle and Almanzo with them. Evidently old wounds had been healed between the two brothers with Jessica's return. Don still looking a little pale but much improved, Jessica was always stunning. Her dark hair was gently pulled back and her big brown eyes flashed at the dangerous looking house. She looked somewhat trepidations about entering a place that looked as if it might be held up with duct tape and super glue.
"Are we sure this place is safe?" she asked James. James shrugged ands grinned at her.
"I guess we'll find out!"
Danielle's eyes grew huge with fear and concern. Almanzo grinned and hugged her.
"He's just playing, honey. There's no danger."
James laughed. "Hey it's Halloween! Im just kidding. The front interior of the house has been enforced enough to let people enter. Just dont try going up the stairs or in the ballroom. It's at the back of the house. I could not get anyone to enter the damn ballroom! You'd think a bunch of grown construction workers ,fer cripes sake, wouldnt be so scared of an old house!" James was obviously frustrated by the entire process.
Fiddler looked down and away from James when he'd said this. He'd tried to get a few of the men from the ranch out here to help James reenforce the building, but they'd all chickened out. Fiddler had been ashamed and had offered to come out himself and do the job. James had told him no, it was too much for one or even two men. Still Fiddler felt as if he'd let James down. James smiled at Fiddler.
"I know at least one man who isnt afraid of ghosts." James grinned. Fiddler colored a little but the corners of his mouth turned up. "Thanks again for your help, Fiddler"
"No problem James, but are we going to go in this place? Or just sit out here and talk?"
"We're waiting for our psychic!" James raised his eye brows. He looked at his watch and furrowed his brow. The sun had set and it was getting very dark out in front of the old, broken down building.
"Anybody got a flashlight?" Tim asked in general.
"yeah I have a couple in the truck" Jessie jogged back to the tow truck to grab the two high powered flash lights he kept for night tows.
"I have several in the back of my truck too. Fiddler, would you mind grabbing those?"
Fiddler ran back to Jame's truck and pulled out a khaki colored pack and ran it back to James.
James and Jessie handed out the flashlights. There were enough for each couple to have one with one extra.
"Stevie will be here soon. She'll need a flashlight for herself." James was thinking out loud.
"Do you really think we'll find anything out here tonight, James?" Almanzo, as the rest, was skeptical about this whole process, but it being Halloween, this sounded like a lot more fun then candy.
"I dont know, Almanzo. All I know is I have been through every construction crew, demolition crew and general handyman in the area and none of them will touch this place. I've had a few come out and one was actually able to reenforce the front interior, like I said, but they all backed out of the distruction or the possibility of restoring the old place. Something needs to be done. This was the only thing I could think of."
"On Halloween night?" Jessie grinned playfully at James who smirked back.
"THAT, was her idea."
"Who's idea?" Nancy asked James.
"Mine." The response had come from behind the crowd who had had their wrapt attention on James and the front of the house. They all turned as if on cue to look at the tall, wild looking blond woman who stood behind them.
She stood there with her long legs, black jeans, high heels black boots and a billowing white mens shirt over a tight form fitting white tank top. Her hair was wild and moving independently in the small breeze. The flash lights that had swung around to shine on her probably should have blinded her, but she was wearing dark sunglasses. Weird, thought Cami. She walked confidently up to the steps of the old house.


Remember,.. more is coming...

Watch out, it's Stevie the psychic witch!

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