TITLE: AN OCCURRENCE AT OAKLEY MANOR
GENRE: Young Adult Supernatural Thriller
My Grandma Pearl had this crazy ol’ saying.
“Jace,” she used to tell me. “Trouble sought is trouble found.”
Yeah, okay. Whatever. I would just scratch my head or maybe tug at my right ear. Sometimes I stuck my finger up my nose and picked a hard, crusty booger. What? I was only five, maybe six. I didn’t have a clue what my grandma was babbling about.
Even after I got older and did understand, I didn’t believe her. I just thought it was something she made up to keep me from having any fun. I mean, the way I figured, how could a guy have any real fun without getting into a little trouble, right?
But then I screwed up.
See, a little trouble was one thing, but I went and got myself into a whole heap of trouble—so much trouble I almost couldn’t get out. Right then and there I knew Grandma’s saying was more than a bunch of silly little words. It was what Grandma Pearl liked to call the absolute one hundred percent God-given truth. Most time she just called it the Gospel.
As I stared at the two ugly monsters crouched in front of me, I felt a wave of tiny shakes ripple through my legs. I ran my hands up and down my thighs real fast, but it didn’t do any good. Those beasts didn’t need to see my fear. They smelled it.