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The End of a Spirit
The End of a Spirit
The End of a Spirit
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The End of a Spirit

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Beatrice La Fleur had invited the Prince, and her two friends Count Salvador and Count Lou Drake. While they together with her sister La Dolce was having some coffee in Salvador's kitchen, they heard a voice. "I am taking back my castle, and the five of you are now locked in here at the castle without any means of getting out. You will all come out of here as spirits." the voice came from a dead, but crazy part of the Salvador tree, Count Philip Salvador. Count Salvador stood up from the kitchen table and went out to check the huge front door to the castle, and he couldn't open it no matter how he tried. Telling his friends, "We are locked in here. Any idea of how we might be able to get out of Philip Salvador's closed doors?" La Dolce took out her phone and phoned up an old friend of hers. Explaining the situation they were in, it took some time before her friend actually believed her. I drive down to the fire department and see if they can help promised La Dolce's friend. It took another ten minutes before the friend called back. "The fire department is coming to help you guys, just sit tight. Instead of using heavy equipment, they used their own truck and drove right into the front door that fell inside the castle. The fire chief told Count Salvador that we can put the door back for you, we have hinges at the station that are large enough. It didn't take Philip Salvador long to come back. Thought you had been rid of me did you, No such luck. As Philip's ghost was threatening the five in the kitchen, another smoke started to appear not far behind Philip. It was the ghost of Ann Salvador that came to stop her brother Philip from harassing these people. Locking at Philip, she said. "I have been given power enough to stop you, Philip. My power comes from the Lord, where did you get yours? With a scream Philip tried to get a hold on Ann, "I killed you once before, this time it will be for good." Ann pointed a finger at the floor, and a whirlpool formed. It looked at first as swirling water, then as Philip started to be sucked down, it turned more solid and Philip Salvador went down to hell for good. Looking at La Dolce and Beatrice, Ann asked if the two could take her to a ladies wear store, for her to get clothing's more in line with the time. That's a promise answered both la Fleur sisters.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherBo Widerberg
Release dateFeb 13, 2016
ISBN9781311657107
The End of a Spirit
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Bo Widerberg

My name is Bo Widerberg/artbcool, I am born in Europe too many years ago. Have lived with my family in Florida since 1985 and we are happy with our situation. Would feel a lot better if more people would read my stories.

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    The End of a Spirit - Bo Widerberg

    The End of a

    Spirit

    by

    Bo Widerberg

    All characters in this story, are fictitious,

    and any resemblance to real people,

    living or dead, is coincidental.

    ©Widerberg©

    All rights reserve.

    La Dolce sat down, tired, on her living room couch. Looking around the kitchen, she looked at her wall clock, she noticed it was well after five in the afternoon. Her eyes stayed with the old clock for a while. It was one of those red clocks. She couldn't understand, how anybody would buy one of those. It had a coca cola bottle painted between twelve, and six. Then between nine, and three, the word coca cola was written in large white letters. It was in her own opinion a horrendous wall clock.

    Okay, it showed the time. she thought. "But, so would any other clock, and you wouldn't have to look at this advertisement every time you looked at the stupid thing. La Dolce, would have thrown this red clock away years ago, if it hadn't been for her Aunt Beth. This wealthy Aunt Beth la Fleur came visiting several times a year, and you could never be sure when she would arrive next time. She always came without forewarning.

    If this clock wasn't on the kitchen wall the day she arrived, she would get extremely upset. Aunt

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