Chapter 22
As Kirk followed the GPS coordinates, it send him to the wrong destination. Cater to you? I said Karter Bayou. The fuck is this,he said as he got out the car and went inside. The bell chimed on the door,as the hinges squeaked and the floor creeked. He walked up to the front desk,as an old woman came from the back,and introduced himself. Hey how you doing ma'am, I'm Kirk.
Nice to meet you Kirk,how are you? I'm good,just might be a little lost. Am I anywhere near Karter bayou? Ohh you mean the creek by the hill that sits high above the city? Yes ma'am. GPS sent me here,and to be honest I have no idea where I'm going. Apparently the location can't be found on Google maps. I made the same turn at least 4 times. I used to come up here alot as kid,now everything looks..is different, he said lookin around.
My,it certainly is! They started doing construction out here,not too long after Bobby Jindal left the office. That fucking naked mole rat faced bastard. Forgive my language young man. Anyway, I have the original map around here somewhere. Let me see if I can find it and I'll be right back wit you.
As the woman headed to the back to find the old map,Kirk walked around the rugged shop lookin at the things that were on display. The shop was almost New Orleans like. On one end, the shelves were filled wit almost every amulet from the Lucifer,to the Seal of Earth,and the baphomet amulet. And the second shelf which was all the way near the front desk, had a mass range of Moss Voodoo dolls on top,with coins,magical herbs and roots,along with different types of love potions,on the bottom,with spell books and sage next it. As Kirk took his time lookin around, the old woman came back out. Do you see anything you like,she asked him.
Uh no ma'am I was just looking at some of this stuff. It's kind of strange. My uncle used to tell stories about this type of stuff when I was little. I just wasn't expectin to see it all up close. Do that love potion really work? Not that I'll need it,just wonderin,Kirk said staring at the shelf of voodoo dolls with his hand in his pocket.
Well young man,if I told you that, I'd have to cast out a few spells on you. I haven't did a Gris Gris since I had to get my third husband to do things with me,she told him. Kirk turned to her,walkin to the counter as he got nervous.
You know what,nevermind. Forget I even said anything. Now I know why my uncle had alot to say bout this stuff back then,Kirk said. Smart choice! Found it finally. Now let's see..she said as she laid the map out on the desk, while putting on her glasses. You are here,and very close but since the construction has been goin on,they have added 2 new freeways which from high up,it looks like snake fangs or a devil's pitch fork. You took the first exit,and you was supposed to take the second one.
Oh okay so,I gotta go all the back the way I came,hit the freeway again,then get off at the exit after this one? Yes, yes that's right. But in case you get lost again,here. Take the map. And since I believe this day hasn't gone well for you,take this as well. Consider it as a souvenir. If you ever find yourself lost around these parts of the Bayou again, I'll be happy to help. The name is Gretel by the way,the old woman said as she folded the map and shook Kirk's hand givin him a coin.
Gretel. Nice meetin you. Look, I appreciate the map,but I can't take this,he told her lookin at the coin. Yes yes yes you keep it.. cause with the life you lead,might one day cause you to self destruct.. I sense..a sleepless wicked soul.. with no light. There is no rest for the wicked! You must find the light! Change your forever,or it will be too late,you understand me young man? Rev lespri ..rev lespri !! Bon chans,Gretel yelled.
O-ok. Thanks for the help,Gretel. Have a nice evening,he said as he slowly walked out looking at the map. Kirk got back on the freeway til he recognized where he was,finally taking the second exit. Comin off the road as he took the dirt trail,he pulled up to the edge of the cliff,where Naomi was waiting, already out of her car with her keys in her hand enjoyin the view. They were miles from the city,and it was quiet but mesmerizing. The skies reflected on the creek from the water,as the light winds blew a warm breeze.
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In The Kutt
Non-Fiction*Fixed and Improved Writing,plus better Dialogues* Written By: The Hummingbird Its about the life of 3 friends named Kirk,Greed,and Murda.(Two of them are cousins)who grew up to face the hardships of the cold blooded streets of The Boot. (Louisiana...
