The Curse of 1977 (Book 2)
Chapter 32
"When or if you see your sister, tell her to give us a call!" Mr. Glover said aloud over the phone before hanging up.
Seated on the couch with Isaiah right next to her sucking on a cup, Mrs. Glover asked, "What did Lavonia say?"
Turning around and grunting, Mr. Glover replied, "She said she doesn't know where Lynn is. But then again, she's probably over there with the rest of them getting high and acting like a bunch of fools!"
Mrs. Glover sat and watched with troubled eyes as her long-suffering husband, still adorned in his blue night watchman's uniform, traipsed back and forth across the carpet.
"Maybe we should call the police again," Mrs. Glover wringed her hands."Just like they said yesterday, they're doing everything they can to look for her."
Mr. Glover rubbed his head. "I can't believe she just up and ran off like this!" He yelled.
"Poor Lynnette has always had her unusual ways." Mrs. Glover turned her head.
"Her ways," Mr. Glover stopped pacing. "Wilma, that girl has lost her ever loving mind! I'm sick and tired of these girls of ours acting like they've got no home training!"
"You don't have to raise your voice."
"Like hell I don't!" The man tossed his arms in the air. "You should've heard Lavonia over that phone. It sounded like she's got a party going on over there with all those kids!"
"She tried." Wilma softly uttered.
"Tried at what?" Mr. Glover approached his wife. "Just where did we go wrong with them?"
Without looking him in the eye, Wilma said, "Lynn is a good girl. There's something else going on with her. I saw it when I got her out of jail the other day. She—
"Hold on, when you got her out of what?"
Wilma's eyes immediately connected with her husband's at that instant. In what appeared to be minutes, the two just stared at each other before Mr. Glover turned away and walked over to the mantle.
"What did the girl do?" He sighed.
"It doesn't matter."
"What the hell do you mean it doesn't matter?" He roared while spinning around.
Just then, the lights in the living room all went out. At once, Isaiah began to cry which only caused Mr. Glover to go into a more rage-filled stomp across the floor.
"Shut him up while I go downstairs and look at the fuse box!"
Wilma got up from off the couch and began for one of the front windows. "It's probably another one of these rolling blackouts!" She shouted before opening one of the curtains to look outside. "But everyone else's lights are still on, Julius!"Once Wilma was through looking outside she turned back around to attend to Isaiah who was trying to climb off the couch and onto the floor."Boy, if you don't get up from off that floor." Wilma lightly warned as she scooped the child up and into her arms.
"The darn fuses are all still on." Mr. Glover announced as he came back into the living room. "You said that the rest of the neighborhood was still up and running?"
"They sure are."Mr. Glover, with flashlight in hand, went over to the front window and gawked out into the dark neighborhood.
"It figures ours would be out while everyone else is still enjoying their electricity. Boy, I tell ya, if it ain't one thing it's another."
"Maybe we should call the bus station." Wilma walked around the living room with Isaiah attached to her. "They usually have a lot of people going in and out of there."
Julius continued to stare out at the various houses before he pulled himself away from the
if she's down there, then that means she's fixin'
Wilma said. "That child's soul is
door sidestepped Wilma's every word. Julius nearly dropped his flashlight before he turned and went for
probably one of the neighbors." Julius said as he unlocked the door and opened it to see a tall silhouette with two twinkling eyes
"Good evening, sir, we heard you had a power outage." A man's deep, foreign
"Uh...yeah," Julius shined his flashlight into the man's face. "How did you get here so quick," he squared
"We were already in de neighborhood."
the man's smiling, bearded face. "Uh...look, we'll just get
The name's Arthur Bushard. And dis here is my assistant,
on Akoni who was walking up the porch steps with her own toolbox in hand.
service you better, sir." Arthur continued to
his wife before turning around to face Arthur. "Look, um, why don't
"Just let us in, sir." Arthur said, sounding desperate. "De sooner we get inside, de
your food to go to waste in
Julius hesitated for what seemed like countless seconds
The very last thing she wanted was to see the two of them inside her house, which was exactly why her grip on Isaiah's waist increased with every passing minute. Just their very presence gave off an ominous, if not downright appalling
have a very nice home, sir." Arthur marveled at the
bluntly remarked. "The fuse box
"Yes, sir," Arthur gladly
ventured out of the living room and towards the kitchen, leaving everyone
"You are quite fortunate dat we were in de neighborhood when we were." Arthur stated. "We've been
"We're used to it by
the woman in a witty manner that would have suggested he was amused
Julius asked while still shining his flashlight.
much longer, sir," Arthur responded. "My
girl is your sister?" Julius pointed behind
"Yes, sir, for quite some time now," Arthur's smile grew larger. "Our
sworn that girl
would remove the flashlight's beam away from his face, Arthur's eyes seemed to possess a certain radiance
have you and your sister been in this
a while now," Arthur said. "We came here with our brother as well, but
where are you guys
to see the mantle above the fireplace. The man then ventured over and viewed the various frames of family members that layered the mantle."I
them." Julius shined his light on the man's
the dark no less, until he came across Lynnette's frame. Right there, the man's entire body stood perfectly immobile
began to cry. Wilma tried to calm the child but he just seemed to grow more
that girl is doing." Julius said as
"No, don't you go anywhere." Wilma fretfully commanded
turned around with Lynnette's picture in hand. "I
Instantly, Isaiah ceased crying as Arthur placed his toolbox onto the floor. "We have known all along where dis house is." Both his smile and
"You and your sister get the hell
was moving furniture
the hell is
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