Casting Shadows Everywhere by Tim McBain & L T Vargus

Casting Shadows Everywhere by Tim McBain & L T Vargus

Author:Tim McBain & L T Vargus [McBain, Tim & Vargus, L T]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781502999993
Amazon: 1502999994
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-05-11T05:00:00+00:00


We lugged the safe out the backdoor of the garage and walked around the house. It was heavy, and more than that, it was awkward. The top of the safe leaned into Nick’s chest where he hugged around it, and I kind of squat-walked behind it holding up the bottom. Between his walking backward and my crouch and stumble, it was really goddamn slow going.

I heard a rumble as we turned the corner from the back to the side of the garage, but I didn’t think much of it. It didn’t seem all that loud compared to the sound of Nick and I crunching through the dry sticks of some dead plant life underfoot. Nick showed no signs of noticing it either.

Instead his face contorted all crazily, and veins protruded from his neck and forehead like he had a couple of thick orange extension cords running through those areas. Something about his teeth looked very rodent-like in this state.

As we rounded the corner toward the front of the house, we passed through a narrow opening between a bush and a pine tree. Nick stopped in that tiny gap, and I ran my thighs into the corner of the safe, which hurt. I was about to ask him what the hell when I suddenly noticed that the rumbling was much louder.

I glanced over to see a running car in the driveway about 5 or 10 feet away from us. The headlights were off. A light colored Toyota Corolla. White, I think. Maybe silver.

It was too dark to tell if someone was actually in the car, but when the rumble died, I knew someone must have turned off the ignition. The engine made a few little “tink” metallic sounds as it wound down, and then it fell silent completely. I could hear the muffled jingle of the keys inside, and then the click of the door opening.

The dome light revealed an older couple. A fat bald man with a white beard, and a woman with long gray hair. I immediately pictured the drawer with the ben wa balls and shuddered inside.

They climbed out of the vehicle, the old man stretching a moment before they moved toward the house.

“We forgot to stop for milk,” the old woman said.

“We’ll get ’er tomorrow,” the old man said.

“Alright, but that means black coffee in the morning.”

“That’s fine.”

I realized, belatedly, that they hadn’t seen us at all. It seemed too ridiculous. That we could just freeze here like a couple of fucking groundhogs or something and get away with this. Nothing to see here. No, no. Just two statues clutching a safe. They veered away from us, heading up the walk toward the front door.

As soon as they crossed the threshold into the house, we took off, racing to the car and tossing the safe into the backseat before speeding off into the night. Nick couldn’t stop laughing the whole time.



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