Story Bits 5:365

So you leave highway ten and head on up the Georgia Florida Highway, not too fast mind you because the Courthouse is dead ahead, if you go to fast you’ll end up like those boys from Perry did, high and dry on the court house steps. You will pass the signs of modernity that read “Subway”, “Winn Dixie”, and Chicken Delite on the left.  Now you take the bend past the boarded up Ace Hardware,  pass the Episcopal church painted the same color as the original train depot , turn left at the three story yellow Victorian house that use to be there (it stood the torment of time before a fire caused by faulty wiring by an amateur electrician), and find the lawn that is brighter than a star that has gone super-nova.   Now you are at my in-laws lovely place in Monticello Florida.

(Idea came from Eudora Welty's description in her Short Story Where is the Voice Coming From).

So you leave Four Corners and head west on Nathan B. Forrest Road, past the Surplus & Salvage, not much beyond the Kum Back Drive-In and Trailer Camp, not as far as where the signs starts saying "Live Bait," "Used Parts," "Fireworks," "Peaches," and "Sister Peebles Reader and Adviser." Turn before you hit the city limits and duck back towards the I.C. tracks. And his street's been paved.

Story Bit 3:365

I drove my Honda Odyssey to visit my parents in Sarasota.  I knew I needed to go north. But north had been cut off due to a bad accident between a motorcycle and a cement mixer.   The only way to go was south.  I found my way to the tip of Lake Okeechobee.   

At the lake there was one lone fisherman who had not caught anything the whole day.   

"Hey you knew if there is anyone sellin' dynamite down yonder?" 

  I shrugged the universal code that means “Not sure man!”   

The sky started to turn a strange purpleblackblue and that’s when it happened.  The lake sucked up and from the lake emerged a giant red crablike thing.   It approached my Honda.  It grabbed the van with one of his red claws.  Then it opened a wide chasm.  The fisherman stood mouth dropped and was pointing at the monstrosity.  

It gulped the van down in one bite.  It burped a noxious smelling protoplasm.  Then it went back into the midst of the lake.   I was cut off from my home, and how was I going to get back now? 

 
I was to busy to notice, the silver UFO passing in the starry night.(this is a rewrite from an earlier post on Tending Turnips in da 863.)