Sunday, September 1, 2024

red moon over west virginia - 33. the woods


by jeremy witherington

part 33 of 36

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the house and driveway were surrounded by trees on all three sides away from the road , and there were even denser looking woods on the other side of the road.

the trees on both sides came almost up to the road. marcia was not such a city person that she expected sidewalks but she was surprised there was not more of a dirt path right beside the road. most of the time they were walking right in the road.

it was now afternoon. they walked along looking for some kind of path into the dense woods.

there is supposed to be a path to some kind of pond, said eleanor.

how about that? marcia pointed to a slight break in the trees.

let’s try it.

they entered the trees. there was no clear path but they were able to walk along.

marcia looked back. she wanted to be able to see the road. especially as there was no traffic, and they could not hear the road.

it’s quiet, said marcia.

yes. it is, eleanor agreed.

no animals.

eleanor laughed. oh, there are plenty of animals. you just can’t see them.

if you say so. are there wolves and bears?

probably. but they are keeping quiet. animals are like that. they can just stay in one place and not move or make a sound.

my cat couldn’t do that, said marcia. maybe for a few minutes, but not after they wake up from a nap.

you feed your cat. so it gets bored. that is what boredom is. not having to find food .

whatever. marcia peered into the woods. i don’t see any pond, do you?

no, i don’t think it’s here. eleanor laughed. i can see you want to get back.

marcia smiled but did not argue. she was glad when they got back to the road. wolves and bears? she thought.

why don’t we go into this halford or herford? marcia asked, as they started walking back to the house.

why? eleanor asked.

they might have something to eat there.

yes, some horrible plastic wrapped sandwiches in a tedeschi’s. and doctor peppers to wash them down. don’t worry, i will feed you. i’ll get my cookbook out and whip us up something good.

that sounds great, marcia agreed. bur she was really none too pleased. not at the thought of what eleanor might cook, but at how long it might take her to cook it.

she could not wait to get back to the city.


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