Crazy (Part I)

Darren heard a vehicle pull into his driveway. He guessed it was his younger sister because she had called earlier and asked if she could stay at the farm for a night. He opened his front door. The sun was dropping below the horizon, and its last rays illuminated the farm’s cornstalks like red flames.

The closest town to Darren’s house was a tiny name on the map. Not many people drove down the road and even less pulled into his driveway. Darren had inherited the farm after his parents died. He was only twenty-four when he started running the farm.

Darren saw a young man step out of a car. He looked over at the passenger seat and saw his sister. Angel smiled at him through the windshield. Darren ran over to the passenger side and embraced his sister. Her skin felt hot against his skin. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her.

“How are you feeling, sis?”

Angel smiled.

“I’ve been better,” she admitted.

“Let’s get you inside.”

Angel motioned toward the young man standing by the car. “This is my boyfriend Bobby.”

Bobby extended his hand, and Darren shook it. Darren noticed his hands were soft.

“I’ve heard a lot about you,” Bobby said, grinning.

I haven’t heard about you,” Darren thought.

“Nice to meet you,” Darren said.

Turning to Angel, he took her by the arm and guided her inside. He sat her down on the worn living room couch.

Darren woke up in the early morning. He looked over at his alarm clock and saw it was dead. He got up and walked downstairs.

He walked into the living room to check the TV. Bobby lay sprawled on the couch. Darren walked to the TV and turned it on. Nothing. He walked to the closet to find a flashlight. He needed to turn on the generator.

Bobby woke up several hours later. He walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

“Morning,” Darren said. “The power is out.”

“Did you piss off someone at the electric company?” Bobby asked.

Darren didn’t laugh.

“The whole county lost electricity. They don’t know why.”

He stood up. “I’m going to check on Angel.”

Darren walked upstairs and eased the bedroom door open. “Angel?”

She was awake but still in bed. She smiled at him, but it was weak.

“I don’t feel too good, Dare,” Angel said.

Darren walked over and sat on the side of the bed. He thought she looked pale, and there were bags under her eyes.

“I’ve got a fever, and I threw up last night,” she said. “There was blood in it.”

Darren walked downstairs. He turned on the radio and sat there for a while, frowning into space. Finally, he stood and walked into the living room. Bobby was sitting on the couch.

“Angel needs to go to the hospital,” Darren said.

“Is she really that sick?” Bobby asked. “The guy on the radio said to stay put.”

“She needs medical attention. You can come with me, or you can stay here.”

“Of course, I’m coming. I’m her boyfriend.”

Darren nodded. “I’m going to pack.”

He went upstairs and took down his shotgun and handgun from his bedroom. He cleaned both guns and slid the handgun into his shoulder holster. He stashed the shotgun and the guns’ ammo in the backseat of his truck.

He put some first aid supplies and a few bottle of painkillers in a bag and threw it into the backseat. He packed a big cooler with perishable food and filled a water jug from the tap. He hesitated then put a few bottles of Budweiser in a small cooler. Darren put the food cooler, water jug, and beer cooler in the truck bed.

While Darren was loading up the truck, Bobby came out to watch him.

The boyfriend leaned against the truck. “Don’t you think this is overkill? We’re just taking her to the hospital.”

Darren glanced at him. “The worst thing that can happen is that I look like a paranoid redneck. But I’m not going to be the guy that says, ‘Why didn’t we bring the damn baloney?’”

Bobby laughed.

Darren finished packing, and then he went inside to get Angel. She walked out to the truck without help. He made sure she was comfortable in the backseat. Bobby climbed into passenger seat. Darren started up the engine and pulled out of the driveway. He headed toward the closest hospital.

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  1. I’ll post part 2 in a few days


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