DoG by Unknown

DoG by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: por
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


She nodded. Culann walked over and put his arm around her shoulder. She fell sobbing into him. He inhaled the lilac scent of her hair and squeezed her tightly for a few moments, savoring her sweet vitality while contemplating the death around him.

“I’m sorry,” she said, pushing away. “I don’t even know you.”

“My name’s Culann.”

“I’m Constance.”

“Something bad has happened. Something big. We need to figure out how big.”

She nodded.

“I’m going to check each house. You can come with me if you want, but you

might not like what you see.”

She thought about it for a second and then said, “I want to go with you.”

Culann extended his hand, and she took it. A tingling ran up his arm as her slender fingers clutched his hand. They crossed the street and opened the door to the cabin. Two dogs bounded out and joined the pack swirling around them. Inside they found a dead fisherman on a cot. Constance turned her head away.

“So, do you live out here year-round?” he asked, wanting to distract her from the horrors surrounding them.

“No, I live with my mom in Fairbanks. I don’t see my dad all that much.’

“What are you doing out here now? We were supposed to be gone for another

week-and-a-half. How did you know we’d be back early?”

“I didn’t,” she replied with a smirk. “I thought I could get two weeks to myself by coming up before he got back.”

“Why would a girl your age need two weeks by herself?”

“It doesn’t really matter.”

The two worked their way from dwelling to dwelling, finding only dead

fishermen and live dogs. Along the way, they stepped over dead birds, dead squirrels, dead raccoons. About a half-mile up the road, a woman slouched against the front door of her trailer. She raised her hand to her lips and puffed on a cigarette. Culann and Constance raced over, the dogs nearly enveloping the woman in their enthusiasm.

She looked up at them with blank eyes. It was Margaret McGillicuddy,

McGillicuddy’s wife, although she was drained of the effervescence Culann had found so charming the night before. He had a hard time recognizing her at first.

“Moses is dead,” she said.

Culann nodded.

“Neighbors are dead, too.”

He put his left hand on her shoulder, careful not to let go of Constance’s hand with his right. Culann explained what he’d found out so far, who he knew to be dead.

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