The Prelude To The Mindbender

From my Ghost Roast Cafe Collection, written in 2013

Oh, If Only I’d Stayed in Bed…

Mysterious Footsteps In The Hall

It was eight o’clock on Sunday, the day before Valentine’s Day — the annual lover’s holiday. The previous day, everything seemed normal. This day began what I call The Prelude to The Mindbender.

Things in my life were not as they appeared, and I had no idea that the life I’d known was about to change forever.

Sitting on the bed, I slid my feet into my house shoes and shuffled toward the kitchen to enjoy my morning cup of coffee. Descending the stairway, I rounded the corner into the hallway.

Halted in my tracks, I paused to listen for what sounded like footsteps tracking behind me on the floor. Turning my head, I saw no one. Interesting. Hubby was still asleep upstairs. He and I were the only ones home, so I shrugged and proceeded with my morning march to the kitchen.

Those Footsteps Swing a Mean Two-By-Four

I lifted the coffee maker’s handle, dropped a fresh pod into my Keurig machine, and waited for my morning dose of Go Juice.

When the noise from the brewing process stopped, I picked up my cup and wrapped my hands around it. Closing my eyes, I leaned back against the counter and inhaled the beautiful aroma of my steaming cup of caffeinated goodness.

I smiled. I was happy. It was the weekend, and I didn’t have to work — therefore, all was right with the world. Well, except for those mysterious footsteps.

I felt a light tap on my shoulder as I contemplated my contentment. I heard a loud ‘whooshing’ sound nanoseconds before being hit square in the face with what felt like a large two-by-four.

The hit was so hard that I saw stars. My coffee spilled onto the drainboard, and I reeled from the impact.

When I opened my eyes, no entity or personage was visible. I rubbed the side of my hot, stinging face and became acutely aware that my head was starting to throb from the impact.

I had no idea what that was all about, but I knew one thing for certain–someone wanted to get my attention! I had no idea I was about to embark on a forced march through the corridors of hell.

I was about to be taken to dark places I’d never imagined in my wildest dreams. Soon, I would get up close and personal with heartbreak and betrayal of epic proportions.

Ultimately, I would become an expert on rough-hewn lumber to the face.

Those Mysterious Footsteps?

Those mysterious footprints turned out to be an invisible Someone sent to deliver a little tough love to break the ice and help me get used to being ambushed.

My Mindbender unfolded in all its glory a few hours later (story here). Horror of horrors! The husband I thought I’d known for 29 years — ripped off his mask, allowed his cape to drop to the ground, and vanished into thin air — never to be heard from again.

Happy Valentine’s Day surprise!

Prelude to the mindbender-Blue Smoke rising against dark background




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