Perfect Little Monsters and Other Stories by Amy Cross

Author:Amy Cross [Cross, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Season Books
Published: 2016-03-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

“What do you mean, you saw someone?” Bobby Briscoe asks, opening his notebook before rooting in his pockets, trying to find a pen. “Who did you see? When?”

“It was just a man,” Kelly replies, squinting a little in the sun. “I saw him yesterday and I noticed 'cause, well, I've never seen him before. Not around here, I mean. Usually we don't see many strangers in town, so I kinda took notice. Not like in a big way, but I definitely noticed..”

“No,” Bobby mutters, “we sure don't get many visitors, you're right about that.” Still searching for a pen, he seems flustered for a moment, before giving up and stuffing his notebook back into his pocket.

“Although apparently there's two now,” she continues. “Becky and Louise say some other guy checked into the hotel this morning.”

“They did, huh? Well, I'll be sure to look into that. Do you happen to have a pen on you?”

“Shouldn't you have one?”

“I should, but...” He pauses. “Okay, it's fine, I'll remember everything you tell me. Now just describe this guy, the one you saw last night. Start with where you saw him.”

“It was pretty late,” she continues, turning and pointing over toward the center of the town square. “He was -” Stopping suddenly, she listens to the scream as it continues to fill the air all around them. “Are they still looking for her?”

“We sure are,” Bobby replies, “and we'll find her soon. I promise. In the meantime, tell me about this stranger you saw. It could be important, Kelly.”

“He was walking across the square,” she continues. “It was about nine, so it was dark, and the lights were on in the diner, and in the bar too. Not many people were out, but Mom and Nathan had sent me to the store, so I was coming by this way and that's when I saw this guy, just strolling across the square.” She pauses for a moment, as if she's picturing the scene in her mind's eye. “I thought there was something weird about him at the time. He had kinda long hair, down to his shoulders, and he was old, like, in his thirties or something.”

“What was he wearing?”

She pauses again. “It was dark. I think he had a checkered shirt on, and jeans. He wasn't wearing a coat. I noticed that. He seemed kinda relaxed.”

“And he was just strolling along?”

“Slowly. Like he wasn't necessarily going anywhere, like he was just taking a look around, and whistling too. I don't remember the tune, it was pretty low, but he was just wandering across the town square all by himself, whistling something. He even looked at me, just for a few seconds.”

“He did?”

“I was -” Suddenly she takes a few steps across the sidewalk, stopping by the fire hydrant. “I was here, and he was right over there by the statue.” She points toward the center of the square. “He was strolling that way, and he glanced at me for a little bit and he smiled and kept on whistling, but he didn't stop.

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