Elf Realm #1: The Low Road

Elf Realm #1: The Low Road — page 1
IGHWAY 256 WAS A COLD gray line that stretched through the night splitting the blackness of the woods in two An hour before dawn the hungry world was waking A swarm of insects hummed along the paved shoulder A pheasant ruffled from sleep turned a beady eye across the highway and toward the sound The bird started across the blacktop Whaaaap In a spray of blood and feathers the pheasant was hurled to the side of the road The man behind the wheel of the passing truck glanced in his rearview mirror Next to him sat his daughter hunched down in her seat She yawned and rubbed her eyes What was that Daddy Hunting her father answered We’re going hunting But Daddy it’s posted No hunting We can’t Dumb bird he sighed Pheasant I guess Never knew what hit it Jim McCormack was tired His son Charlie was sick and had spent most of the night throwing up in the bathroom So Jim had endured the long hours stretched out on the living room couch with a blanket while his wife tended to the boy In the dim light Jim had watched the time on the wall clock crawl by and at 5 AM he sat up stalked to his daughter’s bed and gave her a shake Get up Anna he said you and me are going hunting Anna was not a hunter She didn’t even have a license and her experience with a shotgun was limited to one botched session at the skeet-shooting range The gun’s recoil had slammed the stock into her chin and sent her crying into her mother’s arms But Jim wanted to go hunting and he hated to hunt alone So Anna would have to do Daddy why are we stopping here murmured Anna when five minutes later her father pulled the pickup onto a dirt road next to a POSTED NO HUNTING OR TRESPASSING sign