Premonitions
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She trailed off. Her palm sweated cradling the phone. She flicked her eyes back, mouth drying. He had seen her too.
“Audrey?” Maisie’s voice was pinched. “Can you hear me?”
“Yeah,” she sighed it out, no muscle left in her stomach.
In a blue collared shirt and sweating like all get out, her father was drifting toward the high desk.
“You okay? Audrey? What is it?” Her sister’s voice was distant.
Ray looked over her shoulder, “Hey room five, you mind checking the guy’s name? Keys’ under the desk.”
He was looking at her over the desk. Audrey looked back. His mouth was pursed. Her mouth was open.
Neither of them said a goddamn word.
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Audrey tries to open an exhibition. Marty dreams. A cyclone hits New Orleans.
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- Part 1 of Premonitions
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Rust saw the corridor of the Mississippi she was referencing, mouth of Hades, knew the name it was known by, had heard Marty use it obliquely over the years; Cancer Alley. He could taste what she was describing, had encountered it himself, had chased it like a dog given a scent, rolled around in it, felt its poison work through the pores in his skin.
“You left?”
“Eventually. Not before it put its mark on me I’m sure.” She shivered. “Out here though? The green, the brown. Still tastes good. Was always round and wholesome. Like oats.”
“Like smoked corn to me. Sweet at the edges.”
“You that way too huh?” She studied him across the table. “You can come again Mr. Cohle.”
He stayed until the rain stopped, farewelling her as she insisted he come again next Sunday.
“Stay for service. You do believe don’t you?”
“No ma’am.”
She didn’t look a mite perturbed. “Well, I guess that can’t be helped. You come next week and tell me about it.”
Rust makes a friend at church, Marty tries to repay a debt. Will we get another chance at this?
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- Part 3 of Premonitions