Mary (Bloody Mary) by Hillary Monahan

Mary (Bloody Mary) by Hillary Monahan

Author:Hillary Monahan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Young Adult - Fiction
Publisher: Disney-Hyperion
Published: 2014-09-01T16:00:00+00:00


Anna was waiting for us on her front step, her clothes wedged into a tote bag that rested between her sneakers. She slid in behind Kitty without a word. Kitty eased the car onto the road, and I kept quiet. We knew this drill. Anna burned hot when she was mad, but if you gave her a little space, she’d simmer down. Jess didn’t abide that much because she was either brave, stupid, or insensitive, but Kitty and I knew to respect Anna’s boundaries.

That didn’t mean I couldn’t be friendly, though, so I craned my neck to smile at her. Anna turned her head, nodded, and the sun flashed across her glasses. That’s when I saw the two black eyes peering out at me. There were no whites, only almond shapes of emptiness. I squealed and reached for Anna’s glasses. Anna saw me sailing at her face and flinched, but my hand was faster than her recoil. I grabbed the glasses and flung them onto the seat beside her, my free hand fumbling for the shaker of salt.

“In the glasses. In the glasses!” I shrieked. Kitty jerked on the wheel to pull the car over onto the side of the road, nearly running into a mailbox. I flew forward and bit my tongue hard enough that I tasted coppery blood. I still managed to fling a handful of salt at the glasses in hopes of exorcising the ghost.

“Miiiiiiiine.”

The word warbled from the rear window and over to Anna’s car door. The car windows started to rise despite no one touching the control buttons. I tried to push mine back down, but had to jerk my hands away at the last moment, afraid that Mary would pin me between the glass and the roof. There was a click as the locks snapped into place around us, ghostly hands forcing the mechanisms.

Mary’s voice traveled from window to window as if she danced her way around the vehicle. There was an empty, hollow quality to the sound, too, like it came not from the depths of the car, but from a much larger, more cavernous chamber.

“What the hell is that?” Anna demanded, but both she and Kitty knew. They had never heard Mary’s voice, but they knew. They screamed and reached for their car doors. I did the same, my hand sliding down to grip the plastic. For all that I’d had the pleasure of Mary’s voice, it didn’t prepare me for this. Familiarity didn’t make it easier. I wanted to get out. I needed to get out. I gripped the handle and pulled, but nothing happened. I did it again, and again the door wouldn’t unlock.

“No, NO!” Kitty shrieked as the three of us pushed on the doors like we could brute-force our way out to safety. The voice amplified before fracturing—instead of one Mary voice, there were six voices whirling around us, all staking their claim at once. I watched the glass of the car fog over, small rivulets of water coursing over the panes.



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