Scarred by Roe Braddy

Author:Roe Braddy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 7th Meadows
Published: 2022-09-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Ed

After we left Mavis’ house, there was a sense of loneliness that seemed to set in for her. I knew she would miss her folks, but I also knew we would risk a lot if we stayed. We found ourselves walking alongside a dark, dusty road not too far from Murder Creek Road. Mavis held tight onto my hand. The night started to grow darker. I knew if we could just make it to the end of the road, we could get a ride to Birmingham Station to get a train. Just before I could put my mind to it, I heard the sound of an old pickup truck racing to catch up with us on the side of the road. There was nowhere to run or to hide. Bufford slowed down beside us and rolled down the window.

“Looky here, looky, here.” Bufford had three other men in the truck with him. I knew that we were looking at trouble. The two men in the back were passing a bottle of moonshine between them. Holding tight to Mavis’ hand, we took off toward the woods. We kept going until we reached the patch of woods that I knew a truck could not travel. We ran in a zig-zag pattern, maintaining sight of Bufford’s headlights in the distance. I could feel my pulse quicken and my heart racing. When we were safe inside the woody patch, we stopped to catch our breath. It was starting to get dark, but there was enough light that I could still see the terrified look on Mavis’ face. I placed a hand to her lips, beckoning her to remain silent. I knew these woods like the back of my hand. If we kept running, we’d end up near Murder Creek Bluff. A hidden path would lead us to the road where most folks traveled back and forth. There were only two houses that sat on this road, one was mine, and the other was a lonely older woman who lived with a young girl. Somebody would be sure to spot us and give us a ride into town. Bufford and his posse would have to leave the truck and chase us on foot.

I pulled Mavis close to me so I could whisper in her ear, “We gonna have to run fast and as quiet as we can be. Do you understand me?” Mavis silently shook her head. We took off and stayed low. We made it to the end of the woody patch near the shallow end of Murder Creek. We sat down and propped ourselves up beside an old rough elm tree. Soon it would be pitch dark. I dare not close my eyes. It had been days since sleep had come to me. We sat upright listening to that old hoot owl, telling the woods that it was up all night too. After a while, the sun peeked its head over the horizon.

I looked over at Mavis. Still sitting with her back propped against the elm, her eyes were as big as saucers.

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