For Halloween, the last instalment of ‘The House on Beaumont Grove’ by horror writer M J Wesolowski. This is an extremely intense story as it happens to be true.
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What the priest must have thought when three half-dressed and hysterical teenage girls, with bare feet, tangled hair and makeup streaming down their faces came clattering into Beaumont Grove Polish Orthodox church as the congregation filed out after Sunday mass is anyone’s guess.
By Sunday morning, the regular occupants of Wynwood house had left early; Carla, Marney and Rose remained.
“I don’t pray.” Rose said.
The ding of the telephone handset still resonated from when Marney had put it down. She looked to the others, back and forth.
“My grandma’s a medium,” She said, frowning. “She knows what to do.”
The others looked at their feet. Chipped toenail polish. The stained, threadbare carpet beneath.
“She said we have to. If anything happens, we have to pray.”
Rose tried not to think of the flame that flickered from beneath the grill this…
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