Where Have You Been?
A small house was at the center of the big vacant field. As if he was waiting for me an older man sat on a rocking chair outside. I stopped the car and got out. "Can I help you?" he said. "I, um, I am Sky Sloan and I was wondering if you could tell me how to get back to the city," I lied. "You came here looking for directions," he said confused. "maybe," I said softly. "Well Sky, why don't you come in," he said. "Holy s**t, no this is the groundskeeper that probably buries the bodies for Ben," I thought. "Is there something wrong?" he asked. "Nope," I lied again. "So, how long have you lived out here, in the middle of nowhere," I asked. "About ten years," he smiled. "Your happy out here, all alone," I said. "I guess, I mean I rather be alone," he said. "You don't
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