The Kitchen Clock at 44 Juniper Court

A late-night drive to the wrong address. A woman I barely know. A smell I can still taste. It started with a text from my sister — a photo of a house I'd never seen, a key I'd never held. She said it was our grandmother's place. But our grandmother never lived on Juniper Court. Still, I drove down that long gravel road at half past two in the morning, because the message said she needed me to check on something. And when I walked into that kitchen, the clock on the wall showed a different hour than my phone. The kettle was still warm. The cupboards were full of tins with no labels. And in the bedroom upstairs, someone had set out a place at the table for two — but the plates were clean. This is a story about a house that knew my name before I knew it was watching. It's about inheritance, mistaken or otherwise. And it's about a pie left in the oven that I'm still trying not to remember. #JuniperCourt #JuniperCourt #KitchenClock #Pie #GravelRoad #WrongHouse #Inheritance #SmallTown #Maine #NightDrive #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarrated #Luna #Anthology #StandaloneStory #Unsettling #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo