Harold’s eyes roll towards his eyelid. Could he be considering giving the masses a chance to get to know him? I could introduce him. I begin to devise a plan. “I can talk to some folks at the Evansville Rescue Mission* and tell them that I’ve talked with you,” I […]
“What was different about Auntie Louise?” “Forget it. I don’t want to discuss it anymore,” Harold waves one hand across in front of him and his words echo bouncing off ever wall of the hewn out hole in the side of the hill descending down into the banks of Pigeon […]
I offer my hand. Harold glances down at my hand. Then he looks me in the eye. He takes my hand. His grip is extreme. My mind jumps to that moment where he indicated he might not allow me to leave. I put that behind me as I promised. “Maybe […]
Harold says nothing and does nothing to stop me. Once outside, I turn to take one last look at my discovery in the cave. I’m more curious than ever about this interesting man. What an opportunity I miss because I behaved so inhumane. Harold keeps watching me. He cannot trust […]
Harold’s hand smacks the cave wall just beside my head, “Why did you ever come here?” “Something deep within me,” My voice trembling even though I try not to appear shaken. Harold smacks the cave wall again, “The question was rhetorical.” He punches the wall with his fist and then […]
