It was a dark and spooky night
By Maz McCoy
Kid Curry shivered and pulled the blanket around him. He was cold. No, he was freezing. The ground was cold beneath him, the air was cold around him and all he could think about was what he was going to do to his partner when he got his hands on him. Heyes! Kid imagined that at this very moment his best friend…although maybe not for much longer if he got his way…was curled up in a warm bed next to an even warmer woman. Maybe even the delightful Clarice.
When his partner had told him they had been hired to do a security job he had jumped at the opportunity. After all everyone knew he was the security expert of the pair. Except he had not expected to find himself sitting in a field late at night guarding…a vegetable!
It was only after he had agreed to the job, that Heyes had told him all the details. How they would be keeping an eye on Eric Johansson’s pumpkin. How there was a competition in the town of All Hallows to see who could grow the biggest pumpkin. Apparently every year Matthew Peterson grew the largest pumpkin but this year Eric was sure he had the biggest, roundest, orangest pumpkin All Hallows had ever seen and he was willing to pay well to have it protected.
So on 31st October Kid Curry sat in the pumpkin patch at the Johansson farm, guarding the potential prize winner.
A sudden noise caught his attention. He looked over his shoulder. There was nothing there. The clouds shifted off the moon. Kid was surrounded by the shadows of vegetation. The wind blew causing leaves to rustle and small mammals to scurry for their homes. A cold chill made Kid shiver. Something was moving through the field towards him. A tall shadow that appeared to have no distinct shape drifted across the pumpkin patch, a large black cloak billowed in the breeze. Kid swallowed and put his hand on his gun. He’d heard stories about such apparitions but he’d been around long enough to know most were the result of too many beers at the end of a long day.
This however was something different. He hadn’t had anything stronger than coffee and …the shape stopped not ten feet from him. Kid remained perfectly still. His eyes focused on the black shape. His heart was beating faster. What was this thing? What creature of the shadows was heading for him?
Suddenly the cloak dropped to the ground. Kid followed it with his eyes as it crumpled into a heap.
“Damn it!” Heyes snapped. “Will you give me a hand with this blanket, Kid?”
Kid Curry let out the breath he had been holding. He looked up at his partner.
“You okay?” Heyes asked, innocently.
“Terrific, Heyes, just terrific.” Kid got to his feet. “What are you doing here?”
“Johansson wanted the pumpkin covered up in case there was a frost. He gave me this blanket but the wind took hold and…” Heyes had a sudden thought. “You didn’t think it was a ghost did you?” A smile crept across his face.
“NO!” Kid lied, just a little too quickly.