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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-three : Coming clean (part one)


(part one)

Thursday night — 9:15 p.m.

Dillon, Colorado

“But you’re saying that they didn’t get Paddie’s shiny sword,” Julie Hargreaves said.

“They did not,” Jacob said.

“Does that mean that they are coming for Paddie and Katy again?” Julie asked.

Her eyes flicked to around the room to look at each person in the room. Julie and Colin Hargreaves had come up to Dillon as soon as they knew that Paddie was home.

“It’s ridiculous,” Colin Hargreaves said. “Unacceptable.”

“Can we just give them the sword?” Julie asked.

Her husband’s head jerked to look at her.

“I mean, it would destroy Paddie, but if they want the stupid sword, why not just give it to them?” Julie asked.

“Unfortunately, that’s not possible,” Jill said.

“Why?” Colin asked. “Give me one good reason that we can’t just give these witches this child’s sword and…”

Reading Jill and Jacob’s faces, Colin stopped talking.

“What?” Colin asked. “Just tell us.”

To stall for time, Jill got up to refill everyone’s glasses. Jacob waited until Jill returned. He gave her a soft smile and she gave him a nod.

“You know that there are objects in this world that have power of their own,” Jacob said.

“No,” Colin said with a shake of his head. “I know that there are fairy tales that we tell children…”

“You’re in the middle of a fairy tale,” Jill said softly.

“What does that mean?” Julie asked.

“You should know that this is something that was thrust upon us,” Jacob said. “It’s not something we chose or…”

“When I was having the twins a variety of weird things happened,” Jill said. “Jacob was right in the middle of it.”

“When Paddie and Katy disappeared before?” Julie asked. “The time he said they were held captive by the man with white eyes.”

“That was just a dream,” Colin said. “He heard about this place from his uncle and…”

Jacob shook his head.

“And what does that mean?” Colin asked mimicking Jacob’s shake of his head.

No one said anything for a long moment.

“I looked up that guy,” Julie said softly. “Maughold.”

Colin turned to look at Julie.

“You were on a trip, and Paddie was so afraid,” Julie said.

Jacob and Jill nodded.

“He was a real person, Col, not a dream,” Julie said. “Maughold was brutally tortured by Patrick of Ireland and then cast out into the Irish Sea in a small boat without an oar. He opened a church on the Isle of Man. Paddie and I watched a documentary on the man and the place. There is an oil painting of Maughold. Paddie said that the man with white eyes looked just like this painting.”

Julie snuck a look at Colin.

“You had so many other things on your mind that Paddie and I decided not to bother you with it,” Julie said. “Max made the map and Jimmy went to take video. They had it done before you got home.”

Julie sighed.

“You need to believe that we are safe when you aren’t with us,” Julie said. She sighed. Nodding to Jacob, she said, “Can you tell us more about this sword?”

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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