Pieces of Nine: Part VI – Final

Pieces of Nine

Part VI

I spent the next fifty years finishing my education, meeting and marrying my wife Rachel, raising my three children to adulthood, and carrying on my own career in Theoretical Physics as a tenured professor at Brandeis University in Waltham, Massachusetts. Not coincidentally, my main interest in the field of Physics was the study of time. I also held a degree in History with a specialty in ancient maritime cultures, specifically the Phoenicians. I never forgot. And I never forgot my friend Jerry either.

I retired from the University in 2004. Rachel and I moved into the old house on Oslo Street back in Avery’s Point. My mom and dad were long gone. I had retained the house as a sort of summer get-away home. It was well kept. We had looked forward to this time for many years. The hectic University life had been wearing us both down. I planned on writing a few books and articles for science journals in my retirement.

The town had not changed much at all. There were a few new homes here and there in the neighborhood. The patch of woods where the clubhouse had been was all developed now. It was still a quiet neighborhood, though. On a drive down to the post office a few weeks after settling into the old place, I happened down Canterbury Road. My heart skipped a couple beats when I realized I was sitting at the corner of Canterbury and Newport, right where the old Captain’s house had stood. For all those years. I cleared the lump out of my throat.


“Are you alright, honey?” Rachel asked.

“Yes… ahem… dear. Just a bit of dry throat.” I said.

“Oh, look. They’re building another new home.” She pointed.

She was pointing to the old Captain’s property. There were construction crews and cement trucks and other tradesmen busily working on the foundation for a new home right there above where that… that thing was buried. I let off the brake and put my foot on the gas pedal and gently accelerated away from that place, hoping that distance would fade it out of my mind. Of course, that didn’t work.

As days went by, I found myself taking my daily walks in the direction of Canterbury and Newport. I watched the construction proceed at a good pace. Within five or six weeks, the home was completed. It was a nice, modern New Englander. I wondered who would be living in it. I wondered how many folks remembered what had been there before. A family moved into the home shortly thereafter. I stopped taking my daily walks in that direction. I put it out of my mind and returned to my retirement pursuits.

Nothing untoward occurred in Avery’s Point for the next few years… until autumn of 2007. That was when the State Police were called out to investigate the disappearance of the family who had been living in the home on the corner of Canterbury and Newport. They disappeared without a trace. The only clue was a series of drag marks on the floor in the basement that led up to a solid wall… an old wall, evidently a part of an older structure.

On Halloween night that year, Rachel and I had been passing out candy and goodies for the neighborhood kids. There didn’t seem to be nearly as many as there were when I was a child. Times change, I guess. Along toward 8PM or so, Rachel and I figured we’d seen the last of the kids. As we settled into our comfortable spots in front of the TV for the evening, the doorbell rang once more. I sighed and got up to answer it, taking the candy bowl with me.

I opened the front door and pushed the screen door open. There was a young boy of about ten or eleven on the porch. He wasn’t wearing any Ninja Turtle or Batman costumes. He was dressed in an old style plaid shirt and dungarees with what looked like Converse All Star sneakers on. He looked up at me.

“Good evening, sir. Is Kevin here?” he asked.


© 2008 V. T. Eric Layton


Hope you enjoyed it, folks.

Remember life is fleeting. Live it well!


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  • Securitybreach  On May 25, 2010 at 10:00

    Holy Crap, all I can is wow!

    Nice ending!!

    • V. T. Eric Layton  On May 25, 2010 at 16:03

      Well, it wasn’t that good, but thanks anyway. 🙂

      And thanks for reading.

      Off I go…


  • Securitybreach  On May 25, 2010 at 23:52

    Well I really enjoyed your short story even if you did not think it was that good. I would love to see more of your stories. Keep up the good work my friend!!!!

  • ebrke  On May 26, 2010 at 14:17

    I enjoyed that, Eric!

    • V. T. Eric Layton  On May 26, 2010 at 15:32

      Thanks, guys. I have more stories and such already written. I’ll post them somewhere in the future.

      Have FUN! 🙂


  • BambisMusings  On May 30, 2010 at 19:19

    Great ending!

    Thanks for posting this fun story Eric out here for others to appreciate.

    Hope you are enjoying life too Eric!


    • V. T. Eric Layton  On May 30, 2010 at 20:54

      I’m still breathing, anyway. That’s always a good start.

      Glad you liked the story, Fran. 🙂


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