The Legend of Cavenaugh Island

E. Thornton Goode Jr.

Description

An artist goes to paint seascapes and encounters a ghost in an old deserted mansion on an offshore island. This encounter significantly changes his life.
An artist from Atlanta goes to the coast of Maine to paint the landscapes and seascapes. The local bartender tells him about an island about two miles offshore where there is an old deserted mansion. He explains that no one ever goes to the island because everyone believes it is cursed and haunted by the ghost of the original owner. That’s when he tells of the legend of the island.
After several visits to the island and starting a painting of the mansion, he begins to have dreams about the original owner, who is the ghost that inhabits the house. In the dreams, the ghost shows him the secret of the house. He doesn’t realize it but finding and understanding the secret reveals the true history of the house and it completely changes his life.

Sujets

• Thrillers
• Relationships
• Stories
• Relationship
• Ghost
• Gay
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: iUniverse
• Date de parution: 05 juillet 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 1
• EAN13: 9781663254238
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 2 Mo

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THE LEGEND OF CAVENAUGH ISLAND
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
E. THORNTON GOODE, JR.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
THE LEGEND OF CAVENAUGH ISLAND
 
 
Copyright © 2023 E. Thornton Goode, Jr.
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6632-5422-1 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6632-5423-8 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2023911944
 
 
 
iUniverse rev. date: 06/26/2023
CONTENTS
In Appreciation
Biographic Information
Prologue
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
Chapter XVII
Chapter XVIII
Chapter XIX
Chapter XX
Post Script
IN APPRECIATION
I want to thank my wonderful, kind and caring friend, Julian Green, for allowing me to use his pictures in several of my novels to represent certain characters. In this novel, he is the image of Andrew Cavenaugh. You left this life in 2017. I miss you so much and I will always love you.
 
I would like to thank my friend from Facebook, Terence Stokes, for letting me use his picture as the representation of Luke, the bartender.
 
Thank you again, Galen Berry, for letting me use your picture to represent the character, Tom, in this story, who is a TV reporter based in Boston.
 
Phillip McDonald is the perfect representation of the character of Alan in this story. My Phillip left this life in 1996. He was a kind and caring man. I miss him and I will always love him.
 
Dan Glass is perfect as the image of Mark. My Dan was such a funny guy. He passed away in 2014, six months before we were to come down here to our retirement house near the ocean. I miss him and will love him forever.
 
Thank you, Tris Coffin, for letting me use your picture. You are the perfect image of the character of Jack, in the story. You and I were best friends until you left this life in 1999. You are truly missed.
 
My friend, Galen, who is incredibly helpful with proofreading and editing of my novels prior to publication, suggested that I would make the perfect representation for the character, Brian Durnam. And so, I have used a photo that was taken back in 1985 to use. What can I say? This is the second time I have used one of my pictures to represent a character in one of my books.
 
Galen, I gratefully appreciate your help with this novel just as you have on several of the previous novels. In this one, you made many suggestions to improve and enhance the storyline. I loved them and incorporated the ideas.
For Saying Goodbye , Galen suggested an alternate ending to the one I had originally written. It was so good, I completely rewrote the ending of the last chapter to incorporate his suggestion.
 
Jeff Dillow, with KAHN MEDIA, was incredibly helpful and instrumental in directing me to Wikimedia Commons. Without his help, I would never have known of that website and been able to obtain the picture of the 1914 Ford Runabout I inserted in this book. It’s like I told him, a picture is worth a thousand words. Thank you, Jeff. I gratefully appreciate your help.
 
The picture of the 1914 Ford Runabout was obtained from the Wikimedia Commons website. From a licensing post, on the same page as the picture, was a posting, indicating that it was public domain. Here is a direct copy of the information in the license block on that page:
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The person who associated a work with this deed has dedicated the work to the public domain by waiving all of their rights to the work worldwide under copyright law, including all related and neighboring rights, to the extent allowed by law. You can copy, modify, distribute and perform the work, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission
 
 
 
Julian
 
 
 
Terence
 
 
 
Galen
 
 
 
Phillip
 
 
 
Dan
 
 
 
Tris
 
 
 
Me
 
BIOGRAPHIC INFORMATION
Well, folks, this is novel number eleven hitting the presses. That leaves two more to go of the novels completed so far. Then, I will consider the possible publication of the seventeen short stories that are presently written.
I love it down here on the southwest coast of Mexico. As I’ve said before, it is summer all year round here. A bit humid but the ocean breezes during the day and the breeze off the mountains at night seem to make it not so obvious.
It’s so sad. Dan passed away of a heart attack in May of 2014, six months before we were to retire and come here.
Julian was planning to come here after he retired in June 2018 but unfortunately, he passed away in December of 2017. He told me that when he got here, we could paint together as he was an incredible artist. The world lost a great talent when he died. I will forever be in his debt for allowing me to use his pictures to represent so many characters in my writings.
PROLOGUE
Do you believe in ghosts? Do you believe in the supernatural? Do you believe love can transcend time and space? These are issues that will be dealt with in this story.
I have never experienced a ghost during my waking hours but I have had the dead come to me in dreams. It was George Anderson who said in his book, Lessons from the Light , that dreams are the easiest way for the dead to communicate with the living.
If you want to see an absolutely wonderful romance movie regarding a ghost, watch the 1947 movie, ‘The Ghost and Mrs. Muir’ with Gene Tierney and Rex Harrison. No matter how many times I watch it, the ending is so emotional, it always makes me cry.
CHAPTER I
It was 2018 and June had finally arrived. I’d been planning my vacation for months and was really looking forward to it. The place I’d chosen to go to in Maine was not the typical place someone would go, as it was not very touristy. I wanted chilled out and laid-back. Living in the city, there was enough hustle and bustle and I wanted to get away from all that.
The sound of the ocean and the cool breeze made this place just perfect. Renting a room in the lodging house located in the small town by the sea was a wonderful idea. There was a small restaurant and bar situated nearby where a lot of local people went to eat and drink. It was obvious that most of the people made their living from the sea.
After some twenty-four hours of driving, taking two days of almost twelve long hours each, it was Saturday, June 2 nd , very late afternoon when I got in on the first day. I was completely exhausted, so I went to bed early.
 
Getting up the next morning, I walked down to the restaurant to get a little something to eat. My plan for the day was to take a stroll around town as well as some walking on the beach. Many of the locals looked me up and down, seeing I was an obvious ‘out of towner’.
That evening I went to the restaurant again to have something to eat as well as a few drinks. After eating my meal at one of the tables, I moved to the bar to have a drink. This is where I introduced myself and also got the name of the bartender, Luke.
Luke was at least six feet tall and around a hundred and ninety pounds, very well-built, with dark hair, a full, trimmed beard and mustache. Around thirty-five and quite attractive.
He looked at me and smiled, “I see you’re from out of town. How long are you staying?”
I clapped my hands. “Got here late yesterday. I’ve taken off a whole month from work to come here and paint. Not houses.” I gave a big grin.
“You’re an artist! Wow! So, you took off a whole month. What do you do for work?”
“Waiting tables is my main source of income. Love it. I work in a great restaurant with a bunch of terrific folks. But on the side, I paint. A major gallery in Atlanta where I live sells my work. I’m also a writer. Guess that about sums it up in a nutshell.”
Luke’s face was filled with surprise, “Wow! A writer, too. That’s cool. There are some beautiful locations around here you might consider as subject matter for a painting or two. Every once in a while, I’ve seen someone painting down near the old lighthouse. There’s another place, too, that you might want to consider. It’s a bit out of the way but since you’re going to be here for a whole month, you might want to check it out.”
Luke had piqued my interest, “Really? Please, do tell.”
“There’s an island about two miles offshore.” He actually pointed in a direction. “It’s a little spooky. But there are some beautiful locations there I think would make great paintings. You shoul