Thursday, July 26, 2007
New Beginning 325
They were back.
I heard them before I saw them- three vans rumbling down Poplar Bridge Road, stirring up coffee-colored dirt and small stones. I felt my heart leap and my stomach clench and it was all I could do not to run out onto the road and wave them down with both arms.
“Audrey Lynn Poole, just what do you think you’re doing?”
I was pressing my hands against the front window, straining to get a better view of the vans, but they had already turned down Old Pickle Bend.
“They’re here,” I whispered.
Mama looked over my shoulder. “What’s out there?” she asked, concerned. Wolves had been spotted two nights earlier less than a mile from our house. People were nervous. Mr. Barger was keeping his goats inside and a rifle by the front door.
“They’re here,” I repeated, louder this time.
Mama frowned, but I could see as she reached for her bag, I’d already won.
“Audrey, you know I--” But I didn’t allow her to finish as I took the bill from her hand and rushed for the door.
The vans were parked up on Onion Lane, and there was already a small crowd around them when I arrived. It took me a while to work my way to the front. I stood on tiptoe and offered up my five dollars.
These were the best damned kebabs in the county. The sauce was perfect, and the meat . . . So different, so delicious; what was it? Too tender to be lamb. Then I had a sickening thought.
I ran as fast as I could to the Barger house and flew through his door. “Mr. Barger, Mr. Barger,” I yelled. “They took your--”
Mehh. Mehhhhh. They were all there. Princess, Mabel, Florin and even little Tuppence. The goats were all right. What a relief! But . . . where was Mr. Barger?
Opening: Anonymous.....Continuation: Anonymous