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A deer rambled on to the old country road connecting Ransom Township
with the city of Wilmington. She seemed lost, wandering in the low light of
dusk, the safety of the forest only steps away. She was nothing but a ghostly
blur in the headlights of oncoming cars. They came winding down
Carverton Road, their glowing reptilian eyes, gliding through one blind
curve after another. They seemed to stalk her, getting closer every second.
Carverton Road was one of those rural roads in Delaware, a series of steep,
rambling inclines and sharp drop-offs. It was the old way, a shortcut for
drivers avoiding traffic on the interstate, two narrow lanes carved from a
wall of dense woods and briny weeds grown large as trees.
There had been enough deadly accidents on it over the years. Carverton
Road was famous for them, especially in the early throes of winter when an
evening rain could freeze over, leaving an invisible glaze of black ice, a
deadly trap for unsuspecting motorists. The deep roadside ditch had
collected their remains. The summer floods would come and go but the
memory would never wash away. Flowers and crosses lined the road, left
by those who came to mourn, praying at the altar of some roadside
memorial. Many people had died on that lonesome road and nothing could
bring them back.
The cloven hooves of the deer clattered on the dark pavement, slipping
and sliding, though the roadway was only wet. She was tall and wide, with
a dense brown coat, hard to miss under normal conditions. She’d come
from the forest, a thick fog close on her heels. It washed over the narrow
road in a milky, diaphanous blanket, headlights moving through it like
gleaming eyes behind a lace curtain. It would part for the speeding cars and
close just as fast, an angry white cloud descended from the sky.
The sound of her footfalls on the asphalt went silent as she straddled the
center line, turning her head to listen for something coming up behind her.
She might have lost her way, the rest of the herd still hidden in the woods,
too scared to follow. She sniffed the damp air, sensing their fear, her brown
eyes glowing green in the hazy moonlight. A few cars passed. They never
even saw her.
Jonathan Levande hurried home, his sporty new Jag cutting through the
fog and his cell phone blinking on the console. He glanced at it a few times
but didn’t answer. He was doing an even seventy, the all-wheel drive
hugging the road with magnetic force. He maintained his speed, gliding
through each blind curve. The Jag handled like a dream and Jonathan was
getting comfortable behind the wheel. He wasn’t concerned about the extra
money it would cost.
He’d been working hard, and after his recent
promotion, he deserved it. There were no more children on the way and his
mortgage wasn’t extravagant and they didn’t travel much. So, why not?
He got it up to seventy-five, pushing it a little bit. He didn’t dare do
more. Katherine had often accused him of having a lead foot. She had
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