First Saturday K.L.U.M.S.I.E.E. Krafter's Klub

First Saturday K.L.U.M.S.I.E.E. Krafter's Klub

71 Reads 11 Votes 8 Part Story
Elizabeth Comiskey By eacomiskey Updated 2 days ago

Four women, born in four different decades, come together once a month at the little red brick church on Washington Street for The First Saturday K.L.U.M.S.I.E.E. Crafter's Club --a time they dedicate to creativity, decadent food, and sharing the happenings of their lives. Over the years, they've learned most everything about one another, but each keeps a a single dark secret from the others. When a new pastor arrives they warn him to beware of the church's ghost, but when history threatens to repeat, belief in a local legend becomes full fledged terror of a vengeful spirit.

As each woman's story is revealed, the ties that bind the families of the small town become more tangled and entwined until past and present blur into a stunning moment of revelation.

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  • friendship
  • funny
  • ghost
  • grownupreads
  • horror
  • humor
  • motherdaughter
  • mystery
  • paranormal
  • scary
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  • womensfiction
Di_Rossi Di_Rossi May 02
After that phone conversation? Ok. Sounds like a woman with a chip on her shoulder and something to prove.
eacomiskey eacomiskey May 03
I was always in love with the cute young teachers. Thankfully they had enough sense and decency to act like they didn't know it.
Di_Rossi Di_Rossi May 02
Just noticed that Klumsiee Krafter's Klub could be seen to spell KKK. For those looking for these references...
Di_Rossi Di_Rossi May 02
I'd suggest using past perfect *had sat instead of simple past "sat".  I was confused as to the sequence of events since both are described in simple past, but one clearly took place before the other.
Haha. XD 
                              
                              Reminds me of when I saw these teens gushing online over how attractive their  teachers were (substitute teachers, I think). I got it, but I was also uneasily thinking to myself, "Yeah, next thing you know, we're gonna have a story on the five-o'-clock news...."
I can definitely relate...sunlight seems to help my mental state, and the times I've ended up on nocturnal schedules where I wake after dark, I tend to end up feeling isolated and generally "off." 
                              
                              So I try to make sure I wake up with at least an hour of daylight left.