On The Run by Parker J. M

Author:Parker, J. M. [Parker, J. M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

10

Bannon groaned as he flopped from his bunk. Alina’s bed was already empty and he looked nervously about the room. He’d told her everything last night, everything from his father’s illness to leaving the diver and falling in with the Frenchman.

When he’d finished she just smiled. Told him it was alright. She’d stood smoking in the moonlight and talked about the worst days of her addiction, how every sober moment had seemed riddled with angst and despair. She talked of her need to find a fix, the yearning to blot out all the worry, “to just be oblivious.” she pressed a hand to his cheek and stared toward him. She told him that she knew that he was sorry, knew that he was hurting too. She leaned a little closer and Bannon felt his throat lump. “We can always get better,” she said. “You just have to find the right way…”

Bannon heard laughter outside the house and he stepped into the living room, listening as Chai Son and the boys set the boat back against the house. A moment later the door opened and the group entered, Chai Son carrying a long fishing rod and both boys cradling small buckets of fish. He beamed at Bannon as he spotted him. “You change my luck,” he said, pointing the rod at a bucket where piles of little fish lay dying.

“Hope so,” said Bannon. “Alina come with you?”

“What?” said Chai Son, stowing the fishing rod behind the nearest couch.

“Where’s the girl?”

“Oh, she go early.”

“Where to?”

“No say, but she be back.”

“Alright,” said Bannon, watching as the boys hurried off into the kitchen. “Need my help with anything?”

“You rest.”

“I’ll be alright,” said Bannon, about to continue, but the old man cut him off. “Rest,” he said, pointing a bony hand at the couch.

Bannon dropped onto the sofa and Chai Son smiled before he disappeared into his room. Bannon leaned back into the cushions, his eyes closing almost immediately, and he drifted into a dream: Standing on the shoulder of a road as every car he ever worked on motored slowly by. He watched as their headlights shone across the asphalt, their polished shells sparkling in the moonlight. He heard something rumble overhead and he saw a windshield crack. A hearse turned around the corner and he looked toward it, watching as the black paint cracked along its sides, watching as the alloy rusted and smoke billowed out from under the hood. He heard another windshield crack and something bounced against the road. The deafening roar of an engine sounded above him and he turned his gaze to the sky. A fiery fissure tore across the night as a hail of nuts and bolts descended down onto the scene. He saw glass shatter and headlights break. He saw tires burst and cars crumple as metal continued to fall from the sky and the moon vanished behind the deluge…

It took him a moment to realize where he was; his clothes were damp with sweat and he felt them sticking to the fabric of the couch.

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