Vivian Confidential - Part Seven

Before G had time to elaborate, she slammed on the brakes, sending the Fairlane into a sideways slide. The car came to an abrupt halt in the road.

“We have to go back,” G said.

“No way,” S said from the back seat, still hugging Ray.

“Tell me what the hell is going on,” I demanded.

G hesitated before saying, “We saw something in the woods.”

“Well please let me in on your little secret,” I said.

“A body hanging from a tree,” she said. “We have to tell the police.”

“Are you kidding me?” I asked.

“She’s not kidding,” S said from the back seat. “I’m not kidding either. Get out of these woods and get me back to Vivian.”

“We can’t,” G said. “I dropped my purse back there.”

Whatever they had seen and heard, had greatly frightened S.

“Take me home first,” she said. “I’m not going back there.”

G backed the car around and started back in the direction from which we had come.

“I’m not leaving without my purse,” she said. “You can wait in the car.”

Having gone no more than a mile down the road before G had decided to turn around, we quickly returned to the spot where we had heard the scream. S was whimpering in the back seat, her arms still latched firmly around Ray’s neck. He was also in shock, but not from fright. He was basking in the unexpected, close proximity of the attractive coed he had just met. G parked the car at the side of the road, the dome light flickering as she opened the door.

“Will you come with me?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said. “But tell me who was screaming.”

With the front door still open, G turned in the car’s front seat. When she hugged me, I could feel her racing heart.“I don’t know what it was,” she said. “It was big, black and moved like a cat.”

TO BE CONTINUED
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