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Sunday, March 11, 2012

Small fuzzy margins




Just a little bit further





“Just a little bit farther” she said to me “it is just ahead.
We had been walking for about fifteen minutes. I had no problem with that, but she seemed to feel the need to reassure me. It was cute in a way, but completely unnecessary.   The truck was about a mile and a half back, parked at the edge of the Thompson’s field.
This has always been one of my favorite areas to explore, and she knew it. I love the way the fields and the woods interact. The small fuzzy margins where it isn’t field and not quite woods just felt right to me.
I hadn’t seen Kristi for months. Then she shows up on my step this morning looking nervous, excited, and very beautiful. “Hi Cal, I know it’s early, and we haven’t talked in months, but I need some help and you are the only person I can trust” I have always had a soft spot for a damsel in distress, and it didn’t hurt that she was just about a ten in my book, petite, slim, blond pixy cut hair, and a face that was angular without being severe.  And her voice, sexy and sweet at the same time…God she does it for me!
Before she started talking I knew I knew I would do whatever she asked of me, I always had. And I don’t regret it! I have had people ask me before why I let her do what she does to me, and my answer has always been “it was worth it”.
“I’ve missed you, and I…” she starts to say then stops herself abruptly. “There isn’t much time, will you help me?” she asks after a heavy pause.
“Of course, I’ll help you Kristi. You know that I will always be here for you”
“I found something at the Johnson’s place that I need to show you”
“Ok, let’s go. What did you find?” I shot over my shoulder as I went to the kitchen to get the keys to the truck.
“You will have to trust me; I don’t have the words to describe it.” As I came back into the room she smiled nervously and continued, “You’ll see when we get there”. With that she put her arms around me and laid her head on my chest. “I knew I could count on you Cal, only you.”
Those words felt so good. I had been waiting months for them. She broke the embrace and walked to the truck and got in. That was how things went with us, always straight to it.
“Just ahead” she says her voice strained as she climbs over a fallen tree. “Do you see how it looks like the trees form a cave?” just ahead it did look sort of like a wooded cave, the trees and grass formed a cavity about ten feet across that narrowed the further back it went.
“Yeah I see”
“That is where it is, towards the back. Go see and tell me what you think” she sounded very excited, but her face looked worried.
So I walked forward, down the small incline. At first the branches were well above my head but about twenty feet into the trees they started to get uncomfortably close. A few feet further the strangest feeling overcame me. It felt like I was walking through vertigo filled glue. I tried to turn around and cry for help when the world fell out from beneath me.
The last thing I remember is seeing Kristi through the field grass that was somehow growing up around my head. She was smiling, and it was the coldest thing I have ever seen.
“I knew I could count on you Cal, she said as the world went dark, “I knew”.



Chris McQueeney   3/11/12   9:07 PM

The above story was inspired by a prompt from Tess at The Mag

The above story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual people or places is purely coincidental. So don’t think this had anything to do with you…you paranoid  freek!


20 comments:

csalex@me.com said...

Cool. I new Cal was a sucker, the minute he was introduced. It's always the urgency in the dames, that tips me off.

Kutamun said...

Gday Wander, i too have known a dark damsel, but she scrubs up a little better these days. Dont tell her i said that !

Kutamun said...

She has stopped leaping n me, ripping my throat out and drinking my blood anyway . !!!

christopher said...

Wowsers! A nasty Alice in an effed up Wonderland.

Brian Miller said...

dude..nice twist at th end there...eep...did he just get fed to whatever it is? when they say you are the only one i can trust...my feelers went up...not a good sign, esp if had not spoken to them for months...ha

janaki nagaraj said...

Cold...full of suspense.

Tess Kincaid said...

Excellent write...love love love "vertigo filled glue"...

Helen said...

Wow! 'always straight to it' about sums it up (or down as the case may be.)

Indigo said...

Love the haunting ending to this. Horror and aspects of paranormal are my favorite genres to delve into.

My first thoughts when I read "God she does it for me." Ran the gamut along the lines of and what exactly is in her heart.

Love the foreshadowing with Kristi, not seeing her for months, the hug that alluded to something more...

Great piece!(Hugs)Indigo

Sue said...

yikes

that one gave me quite a turn

;)

Kay said...

a fabulous tale!!....

BerlinerinPoet said...

*shiver* and I agree with @Tess. "vertigo filled glue" is good.

Grace said...

Very nice write...fiction writing is not my forte so I appreciate the flow and suspense towards the end.

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Mara said...

That was kinda cold of Kristi to trick poor old Cal.

You really had me going right to the very end. Very suspenseful, indeed! :)

Ben Ditty said...

I wasn't paranoid just hopeful ;-)

A Walk In My Heart said...

Very smooth story telling.

kj said...

vertigo filled glue!!! that is a fantastic description!

you had me on edge the whole way, chris

i get this kind of obsession (i wish i didn't) and you've captured it perfectly'

a good tale, mr. wander!

xo
kj

zongrik said...

good to have someone you can count on

depth of field

Wine and Words said...

Awesome story. Never trust a blonde! Haven't I said that a million times!!!!! Well written. I especially loved Cal's answer, "it was worth it." It cuts off any argument. Is what it is. Wonder if he still feels the same. I wonder where he is. That's the sign of a good story. You keep thinking about it.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Excellent write - although I didn't sort of trust her neither did I expect the ending.

Anna :o]