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gave
Jalicia. “Sorry,” he mouthed as she shot daggers at him
with his eyes.
    “Help
me clear the dishes,” she told him as she scraped her chair
back.
    Just as
they were placing the last of them in the sink there was a honk
outside. Jalicia moved the curtains and then turned to Ned. “It’s
Maggie,” she said.
    “Shoot,
I forgot she wanted my help. See you around toadsy,” he said as
he ruffled her hair and reminded her of the nickname he had given her
since their days of dissecting frogs. “Thanks for supper,”
he said as his voice trailed off.
    She
looked around and saw that she was alone once more; her father must
have gone back to his room. He slept early and rose early like the
sun, and she used the silence to catch up on reading, the news or her
thoughts. Her eyes read more into the soap suds accumulating around
the dishes as her hands slithered over the slippery surface of the
dinnerware. Then they searched beyond the farm and into the darkness
for a greater purpose she was sure was out there. She knew her father
wanted more for her than this, but how could she have abandoned him.
She had been the only child to Ruth and Samuel Guthrie, and she had
felt it her duty to help run the farm that had provided her with the
means to make it to college in the first place. Samuel had no one
else, and she would not turn her back on him. Ever!
    Still,
she couldn’t help thinking about how life would have been if
she had stayed in Washington. She had only one year left in medical
school before she would start her internship at Memorial. She had
been looking forward to it, and then her dreams had been cut short
when she received the phone call. She hadn’t thought twice
about deferring her remaining time in the program. Hopefully she
could go back, but her family came first, so she left college, and
she left Aaron.
    He had
been her doting boyfriend of two years, and it had pained her to end
the relationship, but Washington was too far from Kentucky to
maintain anything and she had thought it best if they made a clean
cut. She had thought about him often then, but time was both a cruel
and gentle teacher, and soon the pain of abandoning him was replaced
by grief, and then responsibility. So lost was she in thought she
didn’t even realize she had finished washing up until she
splashed water on her blouse. She finished wiping the counter and
then looked over to the garbage bag.
    “I
guess it’s just you and me tonight,” she said to the bin.
She walked over and reached down to tie a knot at the top before
heaving the bag from the bin and onto the floor. She pulled it along
behind her until she got to the door. Just as she opened it, she saw
a flash of light in the distance. She stood there, waiting for
something to happen, but nothing did. Maybe it was a meteor rock,
like Smallville, she thought as she smiled and stepped onto the
porch.
    She
closed her eyes as her feet landed on the dirt at the bottom of the
steps. She liked feeling the cool evening breeze as it caressed her
skin, and she sucked in a breath of air as she eased herself into it.
Then she reopened her eyes and walked to the dumpster at the back of
the house. Maybe she could burn it in the morning. She turned and was
heading back to the house when she happened to look back to where she
had seen the flash before. Now she could make out a red light
blinking in the distance.
    Jalicia’s
heart rate increased as she squinted in the dark, hoping to get a
better look at what might be out there. She couldn’t see
anything. “Oh well,” she thought as she walked back up
the steps, but something kept pulling her attention to the light in
the distance. She heaved an exasperated sigh and went inside for a
flashlight. And the baseball bat. “Not like anything ever
happens here,” she said under her breath as she agreed with
Ned’s earlier words.
    She
opened the door once more and stepped out into the night. With
cautious steps, bated breath and a steadily