Two little girls experience a night of sheer terror when they venture out on a Halloween night in 1984 Detroit.
A distinguished-looking black woman with fine hair, puckered lips and a thin and sharp nose was slumped over the steering wheel like she was sleeping. A smooth line of blood trickled from her mouth down to tiny dots on her small chest. Another one went from her hairline down her face. It was because of the
streetlight that I could see this.
We were in the middle of nowhere in Detroit. Abandoned houses with families gone surrounded us; I thought it was funny that there wasn’t a street name but there was a street light. I imagined that there were ghosts in some of these abandoned houses. I could almost hear the sounds of Motown, competing with the hiss of the two car engines competing for my sanity.
The laughter was there again. What had I done wrong? I had been there. I had encouraged Billie to puff by smoking along with her. I should have stopped her from getting up there in the front seat to drive. My hands were slightly swollen and my jaw hurt. Dennis had a glazed look on his face. Harry was slumped down in the seat; I couldn’t see his face but smoke was coming from up where he was sitting. Benny and Louie sat there, stunned like me and Gary was screaming and cursing.
Gary was the first person out of the car, kicking the tire and pulling out some of his curly hair. We all got out of the car and stood next to him. When Billie saw the woman with the trickle of blood running down her face, she began crying. The little bursts of sobbing coming from her would have been become screams except she put her little hands over her small mouth and forced her body to stop shaking.
Harry said that we should open the door to see if the woman was still alive. He went on the other side to the driver’s side of the car and opened the door. He cocked his head at first and was staring at something. Louie asked his older brother what was wrong. Harry told us to wait while he checked to see if she was
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