Desolate Prologue


Hello everyone! With the upcoming release of my 4th novel, Desolate, getting closer, I wanted to do something I’ve never done before. I wanted to give you a sneak peak into the novel that has had early readers reaching for their tissues and leaving them shocked at the ending! I hope you all enjoy.


Copyright 2016 A.M. Guilliams


A FUN FILLED DAY AT the fair was in order. My parents’, my best friend Jessica, and I were all headed down to the local county fair, and I honestly couldn’t wait. It was the first year they were going to let us walk around by ourselves. We were fourteen and my parents’ had relented on us being by ourselves in the park full of people. If you asked me, we could’ve done this last year, but they hadn’t seen it that way. According to them, it was too dangerous.

As soon as we’d gotten to the park, Jessica and I told my mom and dad that we’d meet them back at the front gate in a couple of hours and set off to go ride some rides.

I didn’t want to ruin my parents’ trust, so we did what we told them we would do. We rode the Ferris wheel, numerous other rides, ate junk food, and now we were just walking around the park. It was amazing the amount of freedom I felt at that moment. Just the two of us getting to enjoy the park and do what we wanted, when we wanted was amazing.

The second Jessica saw the sign she immediately begged to go inside. I was skeptical because I didn’t believe in that sort of thing, but I relented because it did sound like fun.

Fortune Teller.

The space felt magical the moment we walked through the curtain. There was a sign in the corner listing all the types of things that she could do. I’d never heard of any, but they sounded interesting. There’s no way that someone could read your future from your hand or a card, but I’d play along for Jessica’s sake at least.

“How can I help you young ladies today?” the Fortune Teller asked.

“We would both like our palm read,” Jessica replied with a giggle.

She walked up to the lady first while I stayed back due to nerves. There was just something about the lady that gave me the heebie jeebies. She looked ordinary enough while dressed in a white top and a multicolored gypsy style skirt. Numerous amounts of bangles donned her wrists and both ears were pierced all the way to the top. None of that fazed me. It was the look in her eyes. They were black and soulless. Everything about her screamed evil to me, but I pushed it down. After all, what could it hurt? Fortune Tellers were all fake anyways.

“Let’s see what we have here,” she replied while taking ahold of Jessica’s outreached hand.

She gazed down at her hand for a second or two then back up at Jessica, concern written all over her face. Only it didn’t appear genuine. I could smell the gimmick from here.

“It looks like you will have a short life, my young friend,” the Fortune Teller responded.

What? Was she for real?

This lady was nuts. Jessica did nothing but laugh and motioned for me to go next.

“Come on Magdalena. You know you want to,” she whined as she placed her hands on her hips. This girl knew how to get me to do anything that she wanted since we became friends.

Reluctantly, I reached out my hand and the second I touched her it felt like a current went through my arm and I wanted to pull away from her, but she held on tight.

She traced the lines of my palm over and over again with great concentration for what seemed like forever.

When she looked up at me, she had the same look of concern. Only I knew better. There was no way I was falling for her crap.

“You my dear, young friend, have a long road ahead of you. You will live out your life alone. I know you felt it when we touched. Everyone will be taken from you when you least expect it,” she replied and then she turned and walked away, heading through a curtain I wouldn’t dare enter.

I wanted to laugh. I did. But I couldn’t because part of me wondered if she could possibly be telling the truth. Could she really see all that by looking at the jumbled mess of lines on my palm?

I looked up at Jessica, put a fake smile on my face, and pulled her to walk out of the creepy tent.

We arrived back to my house and went straight to my room, the words of the fortune teller still weighing heavily on my mind. I shut the door and locked it after Jessica followed me into the room.

She flopped down on my bed and looked up at me like I was crazy.

“What’s the matter, Maggie?” she asked as she let out a frustrated sigh.

“That woman gave me the creeps, Jess. I can’t get her words out of my head. I mean, who wants to hear that they’re going to die or that everyone around them is going to die. Especially from a person like her,” I confessed and fell back on the bed beside her. I really didn’t want to admit how much that woman got to me, but I had to tell someone and it wasn’t like I could tell my mom or dad.

“You don’t really believe anything that woman said, do you? She was just trying to scare us since we were underage. Plus, how would she know something that detailed just by looking at our hands. She wouldn’t. It was just for fun, Maggie. Lighten up,” she replied as she grabbed the pillow from beneath her and smacked me across the face with it. I knew she was probably right, but something in the back of my mind nagged at me, telling me that I needed to heed what that woman had said.

Instead of allowing me to dwell on it she started to make jokes about the way she talked and we laughed about it for the rest of the night. Unfortunately, as much as I tried, I couldn’t shake the feeling that that fortune teller was right. That I was actually cursed to live out my life alone.

Two months later, I got the phone call that I feared the most. Jessica drowned in the one place that she loved so much. The lake that she grew up swimming in. That was the moment I knew the fortune teller was right. Jessica lived a short life just like that creepy woman had said and that was the beginning of the curse where everyone that I loved started to get taken away from me.

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