Wake the Wicked by Christian

Author:Christian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction & Literature
Published: 2015-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

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"I’m wearing gloves. You have a gas mask I can borrow?"

"Uh, wait a sec, you don't think we're breaking in, right?" It was something Grace hadn't thought about when she initiated the story yesterday. She couldn't allow Aubrey to go in, at least not by herself.

Aubrey laughed off the question. "He's a hobo; who knows what he has? I heard malaria is bad this year. Dad said helicopters came by spraying the area."

"Malaria is only transmittable through blood, and we don't plan to share needles with the guy, so I think we'll be fine."

"Speak for yourself. If he's got something good we might become real good friends."

Grace and Aubrey sat, waiting on the porch. Grace's eyes darted over the eReader's screen, left to right, left to right. Meanwhile, Aubrey stretched out on a wicker sofa, smoking a cigarette, trying to see how many rings of smoke she could puff out at one time.

Grace tilted her head toward the sound of distant shuffling. "It's him," Grace whispered. "Now don't stare."

A minute later, the man was in full view, scouring the roadside for garbage.

"Shit, he gets dirtier every time I see him. And forget malaria; looks like he's got rabies."

Shut up, Grace lipped, and pretended to continue reading.

The man staggered by without his eyes meandering above the brush and pavement.

"So, we taking your car?" Aubrey asked, stomping out the cigarette across the cement walkway.

"No, we're going to walk. If by chance he comes back, we can get outta there and still keep our anonymity." Grace began walking down the driveway to the road.

“Ah, man,” Aubrey said, disappointed. She shrugged and stomped down after her sister.

When they reached the end of the dirt road, Grace noticed something she hadn't seen the day before; no trespassing signs. They lined every other tree. Although it was clear, prowling on other people's property without permission was dangerous, the signs did make her hesitate a little more.

"Oh Grace?" Aubrey singsonged as she looked back at Grace, who stood at the end of the road rereading one of the signs as if she overlooked the part about specific instances where one could trespass. "What's the hold up?"

"Follow the path."

Moments later, Aubrey screeched out of revulsion and began spinning her arms in the air.

Grace looked back and watched her sister as she clawed at her own face, as she tried to release herself of the sticky spider webs. Then she whispered in a spitfire tone, "Your impulsive behavior is going to get us caught."

Not a minute later, Grace and Aubrey came upon the house.

"So this is it? What a fucking pigsty." Aubrey walked up the porch steps, twisted the handle, and let it go. The door creaked open by itself. Without even looking back at Grace, she walked in.

Grace almost lost her breath at the sight of her sister walking into a stranger's house all by herself. She gave the forest a once over, then followed Aubrey inside. Dirt blanketed a wooden floor and the living room had two pieces of furniture in it, a plastic lawn chair and a long table scattered with newspapers.

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