The Curse of 1977 (Book 2)

Chapter 35

Inside a tiny, all-night diner at the edge of Downtown, Lynnette sat on her side of the tattered, red leathered booth and watched as Cloyse swallowed the last morsel of his hot dog before gulping down another chug of Dr.Pepper from his plastic cup.

The aromatic smells of greasy, frying food from the kitchen engulfed the entire establishment, causing the place to smell almost as if it were on fire. Lynnette was growing more and more impatient with the man.

She could have honestly cared less that he hadn't eaten since God knows when, she had questions to ask, so being rude to Cloyse wasn't exactly going to cause another bead of sweat to form on her already scorching forehead.

Before Cloyse could swipe up another French fry from off his ketchup plastered plate, Lynnette snatched the plate away from him.

"Okay, now tell me, where is my son?" She indignantly ordered.

Appearing taken aback by her action, the man swallowed before saying, "My name is Cloyse. I came here to dis city to find Arthur and Akoni."

"Who are they?"

"Dey are brother and sister from my town."

"Your town in Africa," Lynnette asked.

Blushing, Cloyse replied, "I am not from Africa. I am from a town in Jamaica."

"Jamaica?" Lynnette frowned.

"Yes. Arthur and Akoni came here with deir brother Damerae, but for some reason or another dey both murdered him. Now, it is only dose two."

"So are you saying that these two have my son?"

Suddenly, on the speaker above their heads, the Kenny Rogers' song 'Lucille' began to play. Startled, Cloyse began looking all around the diner to see just where the music was coming from.

Slamming both of her hands on the table, Lynnette raised her voice, "I need you to focus on this conversation! Not that stupid song!"

Cloyse sat up and still in his seat like a soldier. "I don't know if dey have your son or not. But I do know dat dey are here for you and him both."

"Why? What did we do to them?"

Cloyse's eyes dropped to the table in a depressed manner. "You and your son did nothing to warrant your deaths, neither did my sister. It is all a part of de curse."

"Your sister," Lynnette questioned. "They're here for your sister, too?"

Looking back at Lynnette, Cloyse said, "My sister Karyn and Arthur were lovers back in our town. But when Karyn found out what Arthur truly was, he violated her and turned into dat demon."

hearing the name Karyn, froze up. She chose to remain silent on the woman, and just where she had heard the

get this straight. You know what

do." Cloyse sounded a bit stunned. "Dey all murdered everyone in

Gawking around for a moment, Lynnette then asked, "What exactly did your people call these things? Because I don't want

"We called dem devils, because de devil sent dem

Lynnette scrupulously eyed the man. "What do they

"You do

need to make

"Dey have fur all over dem. Dey stand

at that instant and inhaled the description that

and act like it's nothing to you." She threw

of de people from my village, was born into it. For years we witnessed dem destroy our people left and right. Believe me, it is someting,

here and believing all of this. I mean,

"Evil

but none of this explains why my son and I are being targeted. It

stared on at Lynnette like she was the most tragic thing in the

"I did not know dat your

"Yeah, neither did I." Lynnette twisted her lips. "I thought his ass was just high on some drugs

"Dat is how my sister behaved before

all of the sudden clinched her fists underneath

"She had suffered many years with de

light right then. She turned her head away from Cloyse for a moment and said,

felt your presence at dat

"My presence," she glared back at the

is why I went to de police station. I could sense dat you had not only been

"But I don't understand,

allows me to see and sense tings just by touching dem,

Rolling her eyes, Lynnette said, "You're not possessed.

disease

Sounding irritated, Lynnette replied, "It's not a disease. My father watches this show on TV sometimes where certain people in the world have this sixth sense. I used to think it

to dis town, and dat is how I recognized you in de police station. It is

about dumb luck."

have been all over dis city doing as dey

some teachers at my old high school

is like a disease. It doesn't just infect de ones dat are

Lynnette's hands began to tremble on the

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