The Bony Finger
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The Bony Finger
Investigator Carla received a bony finger
Tossed through her window by a mystery slinger
With it came a note that vexed her curious mind
“This finger’s all I took, the rest I left behind”
The note dared her to visit Windom Plantation
A haunted mansion of maligned reputation
Driving miles uphill to a “castle in the sky”
The old estate’s legacy began to petrify
Wind howled through broken windows as she opened the door
To find long-legged spiders crawling on the floor
Carla used her flashlight to explore each dark room
Shrieking cries emanated from one windowless tomb
Her cell phone in hand, Carla mustered the courage
With pulse pounding, she hoped rumors she’d disparage
Then she saw it, a shadow moving toward the attic
And all at once, Carla’s persona grew frantic
She followed it, climbing the attic stairs in haste
To find horror greater than that for which she’d braced
A destitute man who was missing every finger
Had sent notes like Carla’s to nine other sinners
It took but one soul with compassion and fortitude
To free this man from lonely, haunting solitude
*Posted on January 12, 2019
Submitted for Jenish Somada's "Let the Pens Flow" narrative contest
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2019
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