In Their Eyes

-6-

   Trish parks at the corner of the old church, keeping an eye on both directions of the empty highway.

    Watching the long shadows as the sun drops.

   She feels something creeping over her and looks up. The sun is dropping behind the steeple of the church.

   The shadow of the tower slowly falling on her. She sits anxiously in its growing darkness. She continues to wait for the boys to come out.

A crow starts cawing and scares Trish. She glares at the crow as several other ones join it.

It isnt long before two headlights appear in the distance down the highway.
Trish instantly becomes afraid. She stares the truck down. 'Could this be him?', she thought to herself.
Trish looks back at the church. 'Where the hell are they?', she says to herself. The headlights get closer. The vehicle is big.

The truck? She is suddenly unreasonable with panic. She doesnt know what to do.

The lights of the oncoming vehicle start to show on her face.

She ducks under the dashboard. She can hear the engine. Heavy like the truck.

She reaches up from below and starts turning the key.

The engine wont turn over.

The lights really bright now. Its almost upon her. She turns the key again. "Goddammit, Start!", She yells.

Trish's eyes begin to well. Lights filling the interior of the car. The engine finally sparks and shes ready.

But the lights are now passing and she peeks over the dash at nothing but an old pick up truck continuing on down the highway.

Trish sits back up. She calms down now that the truck has finally passed.

Her heart finally slows down. That is just for a moment. Trish screams after someone starts smacking on her window.

A dark face is looking at her. Eyes wide and etched in the dying light of the truck passing.

A second person is seen at the hood of the car. Once Trish is focused again, she sees its Alex who was hitting the window and Darry at the hood of the car.

Darry, almost comatosed, stares intensely at her.

"Goddammit, you guys!", Trish yells. Both stare at her. "Youre both assholes!", She hisses.

She sees something is very wrong as they both stare back at her.

Trish gets out. Darry has become mute and cant speak. Alex isnt as comatosed as Darry.

Trish gets them both into the car. Darry lays in the backseat and Alex sits in the front. Trish gets behind the wheel.

She looks over at Alex. Hes staring blankly forward.

Trish starts driving. Its silent. The highway rushes past them. She keeps throwing looks at Alex.

Both still as a statue. Both faces are dirty. Alex has blood from his nose running down his face.

Darry's bloody hand wrapped up with a piece of his shirt. Alex's eyes staring ahead.

Oncoming headlight comes. Both Alex and Trish study it. Just another truck. It passes by.

They soon see a sign:

Trentdale — 25 miles

   Both watch as it flies by. She looks over at Alex again.