Southern Nights

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The old biddies lied on the grass looking at the stars. Muriel reached out as if to capture one. Lewis closed her eyes to enjoy the warm night air. Clyde and Pauline just smoked in the night. Muriel finally lowered her hand.

“I can’t reach them,” she complained. Pauline looked over at her.

“Of course you can’t,” she said.

“I want to,” Muriel said.

“Why?” Lewis asked. Her friend shrugged.

“Feel like it,” the old biddy said. “I mean, what if you could?” Her friends looked at the sky with squinted eyes.

“Then what?” Pauline asked. Muriel shrugged again.

“I don’t know,” she said. “Just whatever you fancy.”

“Anythin’?” Clyde asked.

“Yep,” Muriel replied. All of them watched the sky.

Tucker and Annie cleaned up the evening meal rush. Tucker turned to his wife, grinning.

“Hey Annie,” he said. His wife glanced at him.

“What?” she asked.

“I have a gift for you,” Tucker said. Annie looked over at him.

“What is it?” she asked. He grinned at her.

“Hang on,” Tucker said. He walked into the kitchen still smiling. Annie watched on, now curious. Her husband returned with a silver little box.

“For you,” he said. Annie squealed aloud happily.

“Ooo! Thanks!” she cheered. She took the box and opened it. Disappointment met her face.

“What the hell is this?” she asked. She held up a key between them. Tucker smiled at him.

“It’s the key to the icebox,” he said. “You lost last week and I found it this morning.” Annie still frowned.

“Don’t you like it?” her husband asked. Annie just walked back into the kitchen. Tucker blinked at her, confused.

“What?” he asked. “You don’t like it?” The door slammed shut. Tucker rolled his eyes.

I will never get her, he thought.

Clyde sat up in the cool grass.

“I’m hungry!” she said. The other three stared at her.

“What?!?” they asked.

“We already ate,” Pauline complained.

“But I’m still hungry,” Clyde complained. “I want food!”

“Well, I could use some tea, myself,” Muriel mumbled. Pauline gave her a sharp look.

“Don’t encourage her!” she barked. The rich old biddy turned to Lewis.

“Do something!” she pleaded. The farmer gave her a little shrug.

“Why not?” she asked. “I could use a little snack too.” Pauline groaned aloud as she looked up at the night sky.

“Fine!” she moaned. “But go where?” There was only one answer for that. The four old biddies got up and raced all the way to the Sunny Plum.

Meanwhile, Liz awoke in the middle of the night to a rustling sound down in the empty hall. A chill raced down her spine. She clutched her sheets to her nearly flat chest.

“Hello?” Liz whispered in the dark. Why would anyone else be there? William went to go visit an old friend over the night. So, it was just her and Clover tonight. Her younger sister was already sound asleep in bed. Liz swallowed a bit. An intruder? She shook her head hard. Please don’t let it be, she thought. The girl clutched the sheets as hard as she could as she gulped. Only one way to see. Liz gave herself a hard nod.

Right, she thought. Then, she climbed out of bed, put on her slippers, and quietly slipped out of her room.

Bump in the Night

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