Murder, Werewolves, and Ghosts
by P. C. Cross
Copyright © 2012 by P.C.Cross
Any likeness herein to persons, living or dead, is purely hypothetical.
Intended as an easy read, no matter age, gender, social status, or mental condition.
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1A Junkyard Tradition
My twin sisters caught me in the act—then ran in the house screaming at the tops of their lungs, “Mama! Mama! See what Adam is doing,” was what I clearly heard. Then something from my mother, muffled, I guessed because she was cleaning the oven and must have had her head inside. Then the screen door slammed. I knew she was headed straight for me, where I was huddled behind the shed, without time to hide anything, blood all over my hands, a piece of cat here, another there, but individually neatly wrapped in paper towels, to then be put into paper bags for disposal in the trash can of some neighbor since I wasn’t about to put them in our trash in case the garbage men might spill pieces of cat all over the street in front of our house. No, I was not crazy enough to do something as stupid at that. That goddamned cat! It shouldn't have killed my song birds and chipmunks.