EXCERPT

Continuing with our HORROR THROUGH THE HALLOWDAYS theme, we'll be discussing Christmas in the upcoming weeks. The darker side of ole' Xmas.

But for now, here's an excerpt from the book where, after months apart, J.D. Loveless is trying to find his lost love Charlotte Rae. Hope you enjoy:

"Hello?" Beauregard said groggily, squinting at the cell phone display, trying to make sense of the time. It was 3:37am.

"Where is she?" It was Loveless.

The journalist recognized the voice instantly. He sat up. This review was not quite over.

"Loveless, that you?"

"Where's Charlotte Rae? You said you interviewed her. You have an address on her?"

"Yeah. Hold on a second. Lemme find my notes." The journalist fumbled around for a moment before finding his agenda book. He rattled off the Los Angeles address to the filmmaker. "Are you alright, J.D.?"

"Gotta go. I've got a long drive ahead of me," was all Loveless said. Then he added, "Thanks, Beauregard. Good luck on the radio show."

Beauregard was going to say something, but Loveless had already hung up. The journalist decided that the tenor he had detected in the filmmaker's voice was optimism. He laid back in bed in the dark, phone on his chest. After several minutes, a smile spread across the Freak King's face. Beauregard fell asleep smiling. That night, for once, he didn't have a single nightmare. 

Grace Lynn on the run.

Images courtesy of "The Black Album"