The Future is Deadly by Foxglove Lee

Author:Foxglove Lee [Lee, Foxglove]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-03T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Tucker popped out of the alleyway and onto a bustling sidewalk, feeling like he’d just crossed over from one world into the next. He had to admit, he felt pretty proud of himself. That hot rod guy was definitely on board about avoiding pink Cadillacs.

Betty would certainly be safe now.

He sauntered past a bus stop just as the city bus pulled up. For a moment, he wondered if perhaps the bus was stopping to let him on. He’d have to tell the driver he wasn’t waiting for the bus, only walking by. But, as it turned out, the bus wasn’t stopping for him at all. It was stopping to let passengers off: a man with a newspaper, a mother with a young daughter, and then another woman—someone he knew.

“Betty!” he called to her. “There you are! I’ve been dying to have a word with you.”

The woman with the young daughter turned long enough to shoot Tucker the evil eye, then hustled her little girl quickly down the sidewalk.

“What’s her problem?” Tucker asked Betty.

“Oh, who knows?” she said, pressing the grooves of her white gloves tight between her fingers. “People these days!”

Betty had on the kind vintage dress Frederique would have paid a pretty penny for. Her hair, her shoes, her whole look was a blast from the past—a blast from a time before Tucker had even been born.

“Are you heading home?” Tucker asked her. “I’ll walk with you, if you don’t mind. I’ve been knocking on your door all day.”

“Oh?” The poor woman looked a little nervous to hear that.

He’d rather she think him crazy than feel threatened, so he told her the absolute truth: told her about the sunglasses, told her about the vision, told her about his conversation with the hot rod guy.

“He said he wouldn’t be caught dead in a pink Cadillac, but that just means the driver could be somebody else,” Tucker told her. “I want you to be extremely careful crossing the street, hear me? Look both ways, all that stuff they teach you in kindergarten. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“Sounds to me as if you already have,” Betty said nervously.

She quickly changed the subject, chatting about the gardens they passed by, gossiping about the neighbours, anything to get Tucker off-track. Clearly, she didn’t want to think about the vision he’d had of her death. But, then, who would? Death was a tricky topic. Predicting someone’s death wasn’t exactly good times.

When they arrived in front of Betty’s house, Tucker stopped abruptly and said, “You will be cautious, won’t you?”

Betty’s lashes fluttered. She seemed embarrassed by his concern. “Don’t you worry about me, young man.”

Now it was Tucker’s turn to feel embarrassed. He hated being called “young man.” But he cared about Betty enough to let it go.

With a wave, he made his way back to Aunt Margaret’s darkened house, expecting to find the place quiet, maybe the sound of Boo-Boo’s singing voice wafting from somewhere upstairs. Boo-Boo often sang to himself when he thought he was alone.

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