The Boy – Day 3

“Hey little guy, where are your friends?”

“They’re coming. Just ain’t here yet.”

“So, what do y’all play?”

“Baseball of course.”

“Aren’t you that boy the papers said found the dead lady around here somewhere?”

“Yep.”

“Was it gross?”

“Kinda. She was all twisted around. And I got blood on my shoes. Didn’t get in trouble though.”

“Paper said you saw someone standing around the building.”

“Yeah, some girl.”

“Did you notice what she looked like?”

“Well, she looked kinda like you. And she didn’t have no shoes, just like you.”

Tommy started to get a little nervous for some reason and looked around for his buddies. All he saw was an empty field.

“Can you show me where you found this lady?”

“Right over there, in that old building.”

“Can you take me over there? I’d like to see where she was laying.”

Tommy took another look around for his friends. Still not there. Part of him warned him to run away, but the dominant part said not to be a chicken. She was just some girl.

“Okay, come on. I’ll show you.”

Tommy didn’t see the lady reach down and pick up an piece of rusty pipe from the ground and hide it behind her back.