The End of the Road by The End of the Road (retail) (epub)

Author:The End of the Road (retail) (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Epub3
Publisher: Penzler Publishers

The van with the truck nuts wasn’t back. Penny counted herself lucky as she walked across the parking lot toward the dumpster and the cone-shaped bushes, back to Randy’s car. Passing the garbage bin she caught a whiff of something bad all mixed together, rotting meat and diapers and spilled beer, and she stopped. She stood still for just a moment, her back to the motel, thinking. She thought about those white ass cheeks and that stomach and the look on the man’s face. And of Darren. Such a loser. All she had in her life were losers.

“Shit,” Penny said.

She turned around and went back across the parking lot and pushed open the door to Room 44. Inside, the man leaned over Mae, his right arm raised and Mae on her side, naked, the sheet gone, and she was raising her own hands, holding them over her face. Penny lifted the gun and pointed it not at the fat man’s face but at his junk, and said, “Bathroom. Now.”

“Fuck you, bitch,” he squeaked.

She lowered the gun, because otherwise that’s how accidents happen, walked up to him and kicked him, hard, the way Myles showed her, right between his legs, setting aside the molasses of hesitation that flickered in and out of her mind as she jerked her sneaker up where it counted. Setting the hesitation aside because kicking a guy like that was harder to bring yourself to do than you’d think, especially with the goods unprotected; it made you wince.

“Ooohhh!” the man said, doubling over. Penny moved closer, repeated her order, and waited while he half walked, half crawled into the bathroom. She yanked the door shut as soon as he was inside. She heard him moaning. She thought about trying something tricky like tying one of his pant legs to the knob and the other to the bed to keep him from opening the door right away—a version of what she did to Randy—but there was no time.

“Get your stuff,” she said to Mae.

“What?”

“Get dressed.”

“Why?”

“We’re leaving. Move it.”

“I don’t want—”

“Now.”

It took Mae a minute to find her clothes, bunched up on the floor by the bed, then another minute just to pull on her panties.

“Hurry up.”

“I’m trying.”

“Not hard enough.”

After the girl finally pulled on her shirt and sweatpants, Penny gave up. She grabbed the socks from Mae’s hands, stuffed them into the sneakers she lifted from the bedside and put her hand on Mae’s left arm. “Let’s go.”

They emerged into the night air and the parking lot half-lit by a buzzing sodium lamp overhead, insects encircling the globe of light like flecks of February snow. Too late. Penny looked over and saw the green van turning and coming toward them. “Come on,” she said, dragging Mae toward the dumpster. The flesh on the girl’s arm felt strangely cold, as if she’d just emerged from a pool on a cool day. The van stopped with a screech of brakes and Penny heard the door open and the sound of feet hitting the asphalt.

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