Sunday, August 4, 2013

Teaser | Sliding Beneath the Surface by Doug Dillon

Title: Sliding Beneath the Surface
The St. Augustine Trilogy Book 1
Author: Doug Dillon
Genre: Young Adult


When Mr. Lobo entered the room, his weird-looking eyes instantly locked with mine.

Without shifting that laser-like gaze, he lumbered over to the recliner opposite me on the other side of the coffee table and sat down. Even when he picked up the bottle of water Carla left for him, he kept up that intense stare. Man, I felt like a germ under a powerful microscope—a germ still fighting a headache.

No one spoke, and the silence around us seemed to get heavier somehow, thick like clear syrup or something. I tried not squirming in my chair, but it was hard. I mean all that silence got really uncomfortable, you know? Instead of looking at Carla‘s friend directly, I stared at the Tiffany floor lamp next to his chair. It‘s glass bowl pointing downward showed little green leaves against an light orange background. What can I say, looking at the thing kept my mind busy.

And another thing. It wasn‘t freezing in the house, but it sure wasn‘t warm—no heating going on that I could tell. Carla had her coat on and I wore a heavy long-sleeved shirt, but old Lobo sat there in that same sleeveless shirt he wore in his workshop. The guy seemed not to notice the room‘s coldness at all.

The snapping sound when he opened his bottled water broke the spell, but only when the man chugged a couple of deep swallows did he look away. What a relief not to have those eyes slicing through me for even a short time. In seconds though, he was staring at me again, hard as ever. Still no one spoke. At that point, I figured if nobody else was going to say something, I would—anything, to get things moving. Yeah, I wanted the guy‘s help but sitting there facing him in complete silence, especially with Carla watching, wasn‘t working for me. “Ah, Mr. Lobo,“ I did my best to smile, “Carla thinks that maybe you can—“

“Save it“ His deep voice filled the room. “First rule, don‘t call me Mr. The name‘s Lobo, nothing more.“

“Uh, OK.“ I tried to look and sound as relaxed as possible. Actually, I was starting to get irritated.

“Rule number two, Mr. Golden,“ he lectured, like I thought he might. “If you want my help, you do things my way. Got that?“

Author Bio
Doug Dillon has been writing for adults and young people since 1984, especially in the paranormal realm. An award winning educator, he spent many years as a classroom teacher, school administrator, and coordinator of programs for high-risk students. Prentice Hall, Harcourt, Mitchell Lane Publishers, Boys' Life magazine, Learning Magazine and The Orlando Sentinel have all published his work.

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