One Good Turn
He paced the porch before coming back inside and bolting the door. He tensed at the window when a truck went by.
“You’re nervous as a cat tonight.”
“I never made the meeting.”
“Good! I wish you never went to those hateful gatherings. If your business here depends on the Klan I’d rather move away! But you’ve missed meetings before. What’s wrong?”
“I took Angela and that girl Celia to the vet’s. Celia’s cat got hit… Her parents met us there. Buzz drove by and saw us together.”
Pulling the curtain aside, he peered anxiously into the dark night.
He leaned on the doorjamb looking in on his sleeping daughter. His wife slipped under his arm. “She is so beautiful,” she whispered. “She’s my light.” They walked back to the living room. “You’re nervous as a cat tonight. What’s wrong? You’ve missed those awful ‘meetings’ before.” She twisted her blonde bangs, showing her own anxiety. “I wish you never went. No job is worth it.” “I took Angela and that girl Celia to the vet’s. Celia’s cat got hit… Her parents met us there. Buzz saw us.” Pulling the curtain aside again, he peered into the dark night.
At Carrot Ranch the November 29, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the phrase “into the dark.” What must a character face? Write about an encounter, journey, relationship, or quest. Follow the ship’s lights on gloomy seas. Go where the prompt leads you.” Respond by December 4, 2018.