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Cat Call: A Tale of Ghosts and Darker Things
Cat Call: A Tale of Ghosts and Darker Things
Cat Call: A Tale of Ghosts and Darker Things
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Cat Call: A Tale of Ghosts and Darker Things

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Nobody really knew how long the old Funnel mansion had stood empty, waiting up there high on Carpenter's Hill like a child's forgotten lunch box, any more than anybody knew just how long that old cat had squatted in behind the screen of the front porch window. Three young boys are about to find out just exactly what the dark and horrifying secret is behind that cat.

Only two of them will survive.

This is a creepy and haunting story of the supernatural.


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LanguageEnglish
PublisherSteve Vernon
Release dateJun 8, 2018
ISBN9781386056928
Cat Call: A Tale of Ghosts and Darker Things
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Steve Vernon

Everybody always wants a peek at the man behind the curtain. They all want to see just exactly what makes an author tick.Which ticks me off just a little bit - but what good is a lifetime if you can't ride out the peeve and ill-feeling and grin through it all. Hi! I am Steve Vernon and I'd love to scare you. Along the way I'll try to entertain you and I guarantee a giggle as well.If you want to picture me just think of that old dude at the campfire spinning out ghost stories and weird adventures and the grand epic saga of how Thud the Second stepped out of his cave with nothing more than a rock in his fist and slew the mighty saber-toothed tiger.If I listed all of the books I've written I'd most likely bore you - and I am allergic to boring so I will not bore you any further. Go and read some of my books. I promise I sound a whole lot better in print than in real life. Heck, I'll even brush my teeth and comb my hair if you think that will help any.For more up-to-date info please follow my blog at:http://stevevernonstoryteller.wordpress.com/And follow me at Twitter:@StephenVernonyours in storytelling,Steve Vernon

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    Cat Call - Steve Vernon

    CAT CALL

    A

    Tale Of

    Ghosts

    And Darker Things

    by

    Steve Vernon

    Stark Raven Press

    Table of Contents

    Title Page

    CAT CALL

    About the Author

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    Further Reading: The Tatterdemon Omnibus

    Also By Steve Vernon

    CAT CALL

    Nobody really knew how long the old Funnel mansion had stood empty, waiting up there high on Carpenter’s Hill like a child’s forgotten lunch box, any more than anybody knew just how long that old gray cat had squatted in behind the screen of the front porch window.

    All we knew was somebody must be feeding it, because every now and then we would look in from the hedge on the far side of the yard and see the cat nibbling daintily on what looked to be raw hamburger.

    Guts, proclaimed Jeremy Hooter, making a thick juicy swizzling noise with his lips and tongue pressed against his stainless steel braces.  It’s guts, is what it is.

    Great big gobs of owl guts, amplified Charlie Roundbert.

    Charlie Roundbert was only half of Jeremy’s size and age, but he might as well have been Jeremy’s shadow. The two boys stuck together just that closely and yet as far as I knew the two of them never had anything nice to say to each other.

    Owl guts, Charlie repeated.

    We all took up the chant except Jeremy, who didn’t think it was funny at all.

    Owl guts, owl guts, owl guts.

    Owl was what we always called Jeremy, because of his last name. It didn’t help that Jeremy wore a pair of glasses that

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