Amelia's Children by Greta Cribbs

Amelia's Children by Greta Cribbs

Author:Greta Cribbs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Greta Cribbs
Published: 2016-06-10T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 21

Another long trek through the woods. This time David paused periodically to make sure Will and I were still with him, but he moved at a quick pace nonetheless. More bushes. More trees. More deafening silence interrupted only by the sound of the birds.

“I don’t know about this,” Will said. “We’re getting pretty far out here. Are you sure we’ll be able to find our way back to the car before dark?”

David stopped and turned to face my brother. “I know my way around these woods, Will. You just have to trust me on that.”

“If I didn’t trust you I wouldn’t have followed you this far. And I’m counting on you to get us back safely because I’m damned if I have any idea where we are. So yeah, I trust you. I’m only trying to make sure you’re aware of how far we’ve gone. Because we don’t have many daylight hours left.”

“Don’t worry. We’re actually looping back around. If we went that way,” he said, indicating a path ever so slightly to the right of the direction we were facing, “it would take us back to the car. But I need to see what’s down this way first.”

“What do you mean you need to see? You haven’t seen this already?”

“What I saw a little while ago, back at the house, was the woods. I saw where she was stabbed, and where she ran as she was trying to escape. I also saw that the killer ran in this direction. But I don’t know where it leads.”

“You’re thinking it might lead to some answers?”

“That is exactly what I’m thinking.” And off he went again, with me and Will close behind.

After a while—a very long while—the woods opened into another clearing surrounding another house. This one was well-maintained. The paint job looked relatively new and the grass appeared to have been cut sometime in the past couple of weeks. I, however, did not find it any less creepy.

“Okay,” I said, “so we’ve gone from Texas Chainsaw Massacre to Hansel and Gretel. Neither story works out too well for the poor people wandering alone in the woods.”

“I don’t know,” Will said. “Hansel and Gretel kill the witch in the end.”

“Yeah, right after she tries to eat them.”

“Shh!” David said. “Let me think.”

“Think about what?” I asked.

He didn’t answer.

“David, have you seen this place before?”

“I don’t think so. But there’s something here. Something we need to find. I don’t know how I know that—I just do.”

“Should we try the doorbell?”

“Not yet.”

“Really? You were all gung-ho to knock on the door at the freaking Evil Dead cabin back there, but you draw the line at this place?”

“It’s not that,” he said. “There’s something else. Something out here.”

“Okay, but maybe we should just try the door first. Just in case someone’s home. We don’t want to...”

“It’s this way,” he blurted out, and started walking.

“David,” I said as Will and I hurried to follow him, “I don’t think you’re thinking clearly about all this. We can’t just rummage around someone’s property.



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