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."

She chose to remain silent on the woman, and just

face, Lynnette whispered, "So, let me get this straight. You know what they are? You

"Dey

"What exactly did your people call these things? Because I don't want to sit

"We called dem devils, because

scrupulously eyed the

"You

"I just need to make sure

"Dey have fur all over dem. Dey stand at least seven

Lynnette sat back at that instant and inhaled the description that

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

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

said, "I just have a hard time sitting here and believing

"Evil knows

my son and I are being targeted. It was my fiancée that was that thing. He

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

not know dat your fiancée

"Yeah, neither did I." Lynnette twisted her lips. "I thought

my sister behaved before she left for

"Hold on, last year?" Lynnette all of the sudden clinched her fists underneath the table. "When last year

suffered many years with de curse

head away from Cloyse for a moment

felt your presence

she glared back

de police station. I could sense dat you had not only been face to face with one of de devils, but dat you were still

"But I don't understand, how

milling through before he pulled closer to Lynnette and whispered, "I have dis curse of my own. It allows me to see and sense tings just by touching dem, or seeing tings far, far away. Dis curse has been with

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

"Can de disease kill

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 was stupid.

"But it led me here to dis town, and dat is how I recognized you in de police station. It is

"Talk about dumb luck." Lynnette dropped

been all over dis city doing

"Yeah, I know. They even attacked some teachers at

"You have to understand, dis curse is like a disease. It doesn't just infect de ones dat are dammed, but

"I don't understand." Lynnette's hands began to tremble

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