Kill for me. A terrifying request, but Gavin will take this request and do his best to complete it. He will suffer. He will reach the edge of his sanity. He will live in pain. But he will do all he can do to protect the people and the town he loves.
*About to get gruesome and there is going to be some language.
I don’t write love stories. Just a warning.*
Ginny and Delilah Brickstone drove up the quiet two lane road, chatting about nothing, enjoying the drive. They were twin sisters born two minutes apart eighty years ago and both of them had aged rather gracefully. Their grey hair was elegantly combed and parted and their clothes were fit for a Sunday service, but this wasn’t Sunday. This was the night after Thanksgiving and it was another night of Bingo. Both sisters were masters at the game and had once again won their fair share of prizes. They were tournament champs and this current tournament had taken them far away from home.
“I’m not sure what this is,” Ginny replied, looking at the box with the smart speaker inside of it. She had shied away from almost all of technology, except for her smart phone. The bingo apps on the phone were so great she couldn’t pass up the chance to play them, so she had caved and bought the cheapest phone she could find. Beyond those apps, she made a call or two, but that was about all she did with the phone.
“That’s one of them new talking machines that are so popular right now.”
“Yeah. You ask it things and it does those things for you. All with just your voice,” Delilah replied. The smarter one of the two, but neither would admit that.
“Not sure I could use something like that.”
“Say, would you like a Christmas tree this year?”
Ginny looked up through the windshield, as the car’s headlights highlighted Gavin’s man made sign. “It might be nice to have one this year. The grandkids would love it. I don’t think they have ever had a real one.”
“I think you’re right,” Delilah replied and angled the car off the road and onto the one Gavin had made.
“Why would anyone put a lot way out here?” Ginny asked, putting away the smart speaker, looking around, kind of feeling a bit scared even though she shouldn’t have been. But the night and world around their car was empty and dark. It felt like they were the only two humans in the world.
“I don’t know, but maybe we’ll find some real good trees that aren’t picked over. An out of the way place like this is sure to have some.”
Ginny was always the cautious one, and her caution signals started to flare up when she saw The Lot for the first time. It was sitting all alone, basking in lights, but the lights weren’t real bright. Something about it all seemed wrong.
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