American Quest by Sienna Skyy

Author:Sienna Skyy
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Story Plant, The
Published: 2011-08-11T22:00:00+00:00

OHIO

Bedelia listened carefully to Jamie as she explained the events of the last several days. The woman laughed softly. “And I thought all of the adventures in my life were over.”

“Maybe your adventures are just beginning, Betty Lou,” Forte said.

Bedelia tilted her head. “Betty Lou?”

Forte went into one of his wild air guitar contortions and sang, “Betty Lou. Betty Lou. Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes.” He stopped “playing” and shrugged. “Sorry, I don’t know any songs about women named Bedelia.”

Bedelia patted him on the arm. “That’s okay. You sing very well, you know.”

“Well I guess you’re who we were supposed to meet in Dayton,” Shannon said.

Jamie shook her head. “And we have no indication of where to go next. Something tells me we should head south.”

Bang!

The van lurched and Bruce cursed under his breath, trying to maintain control as he pulled over to the shoulder. He and Jamie hopped out and circled the van to discover a flat tire on the right rear passenger’s side.

“Charlie and I are experts at this!” Shannon said as she climbed out of the van. “We can slap a tire on faster’n a doughnut to a cop’s belly.”

Jamie grinned. “You won’t hear me complain’.”

She rummaged through the back of the van for the jack and the spare and Bruce dragged them out.

“My dad was a cop. Knows the best doughnut places in Brooklyn. Bagels, too.”

Bruce put the spare down and turned to Jamie. “What did you say just before the tire blew?”

She blinked. “Just that we should continue moving south. Oh.”

Bruce panned the fields that spread out beyond the road. Jamie followed him. There was no sign of civilization for miles.

“I guess either the good guys are giving us a thumbs-down or the bad guys are,” he said.

Jamie frowned. “Seems to me the ‘good guys’ have been leading us little by little, not blocking us.”

They turned toward the road, where a green Cadillac approached. It slowed and pulled over.

“Maybe these are the good guys coming to bail us out.”

The woman who stepped out of the Caddy wore a green suit and a green wide-brimmed hat. Her face stretched longer than most and ended in a riot of red lipstick.

“Ooh, had a squeaky blowout, did you, pumpkins?”

She stepped in her high-heeled shoes with exaggerated care across the gravel to where Forte and Shannon bent over the jack.

“Can I call you a tow truck, mm?” She blinked at them with enormous eyes lined black at the inner lid. When she smiled, her lower lip leaped high over stained teeth to join the upper.

Forte smiled at her over his shoulder with hesitation, and then narrowed his eyes toward Bruce and Jamie. He cranked the lug nut wrench.

“Looks like we’re managing, but thanks,” Bruce said.

“Oh, this is your problem!”

She picked up the lug nuts and held them in her palm.

“What’s wrong with them?” Bruce said.

“Why, they’re all wrong. Here, pumpkins, let me fix them for you.”

As she spoke, Jamie’s attention veered to the green woman’s stained teeth.

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