I started this as a short story before I wrote the Cranberry Moon Empire.
I thought I would re brush this story and place a snippet here. Shortly I will audio this story.
From the Cranberry Moon Empire novel
My fiancé left for a work trip. He won’t be back until three days. I dislike staying in this old house by myself. Just thinking that I am residing in a house that was built in the 1800s spooks me at night.
The house is dull gray, and the roofs match it to a perfect hue. He had been living here for some time and enjoys the solitude.
I am a city girl, and I had reservations about the house the road that led to it and the quietness that engulfs it all. No, it is not utterly quiet, but enough to notice the quiet.
I work from home. He works as a manager at a downtown retail store. He used to swing by after work to see me.
The past year, he has been staying later and later at work. By the time he got off and saw me in my old city neighborhood it would be past midnight.
We decided that our relationship can’t go on like this. Since my job was the most flexible, I moved in with him. I am 24 and he is couple of years older than me.
Anyway, when I first went to his house, like I said, I had a weird feeling. It was not just that it was old as the hills or isolated as Antarctica, it was more.
My next-door neighbor lives three miles from me. The road from my neighbor’s to my new house is nothing but pitch dark. It’s modern day, you would think every town in America would have the power of electricity beaming.
Nay, I think the townspeople of total of fifty, including me, prefers it like that. Not me, on the latter part.
I used to be a night owl, but I have no idea what is lurking on this road. I have expressed that to my fiancé a few times. He commented, “You haven’t been out enough to know this neighborhood. There is nothing here like that.”
From the road outside of my house, I can see the stars at night through the quaking aspen trees and even the face of the moon peeking. Even that on some days looks spooky and creepy driving on an empty smooth road.
Anyway, I know my fiancé Hencil is a busy man. He has a couple of hobbies that keeps him busy on the weekends, so I have gotten good at keeping myself busy with books, movies, and games. I have also gotten good at learning all the noises around here. I startle like a squirrel at even the smallest ruffle.
You might ask what kind of noises are in a remote area. It’s a different kind of noise than the city. For one there are people who walk on the long one-mile smooth road.
I see them throughout the day as I walk to my mailbox, which is at the end of the road, about a mile from my new home.
Even at night, there are folks that walk on the road, walk past my house. I hear them laughing and talking, sometimes about the weather, sometimes about spouses, or even what show they are streaming. They are mostly work commuters and half of them work for a big wireless company.
The big wireless company is a phone company and some in town dubbed them as the “Data Empire.”
The population where the Data Empire sits is around 3,500, with more than half of the townspeople working there or for their vendor. The other remaining people come from the neighboring towns.
Some even have relocated from other states and other countries. They say they only recruit the brightest and the best.
More to continue.