The Soul Eater.

otice that it’s getting close to 9 pm and it is completely dark out. “Wow, where has the day gone?” I mur

here to be found. A little further down the road, while I stare out over the dark highway and

ight away that she looks like she has been traveling like this for quit

and before I could ask her where she was going, she opens the door and I find myself face

pigmentation at all. It’s such a stark contrast to her brilliant red hair, that I must take a second look

of my seat. Quickly looking around, the woman is nowhere to be found, but I have this feeling like I have been los

ise. “Figures, my sister always calls at the wrong time. Why on earth would she be calling me at 1 am

voice, but instead there is only silence. “Hmm,

he strange woman was to be found anywhere. While I drive, I take a mental note

ty, but I didn’t realize I had been affected that much. I guess it’s a good th

ps she found another car to take her, one will never know. But there is something that is st

n. Their dog Benny, who is always loud, is bellowing out into the night. I think it’s because h

ll, and he is stuck outside on a chain.” I say a

uite myself. I shrug it off as just being a little drunk. After all, I did misplace a couple hours where I must have fallen aslee

hing swirls around me and then I pass out. Time stands still for me, as I lay there for

d, I must still be drunk. Of course, I didn’t re

son. What

my brain and answer her, ha

ou out. Alright?” She looks at me in that way a m

think I am just still a lit

o.” Now she looks really concerned as she h

uld be lucky to have her, but she has yet to find that right one. She is pale

. Her son Max is the love of her life. Without him, I suspect s

relationship, any time soon. I am happy being by myself even though others look at me and think I am w

at I would find a woman and give her grand babies to look down upon. At that point in time, all I wanted to do was

at myself and vowed to get a haircut the next day. I don’t know exactly why,

I mutter under my br

re the most amazing blue they have ever seen, the minute they meet me. Even my thir

on the way home I stopped to help a young woman who was walking along the side of the road. She jumped in and I looked into her eyes.” I pause to sigh and take a deep breath before finishing

k to see if you stil

at my wallet is missing and silently

cratching my head unconsciously, I try to fi

right away. I think you should get checke

ld do without you. Who knows how much longer I would have laid there out of

alls the police station. While she notifies them of what happened, I start to feel off. It’s hard to pu

at. Am I imagining it, or has she done something horrible to me while I was out of it? As I return my gaze to my sister,

like walking into a movie. She finds a seat for me and points to sit down. I look over to my side an

ries to calm her down by rubbing her back. Looking further around the room, I spot another older man in his fifties who

back later Tara. Min

ting you here for questions and you need to be checked out in case she did drug

ds in my pockets and state, “Oh, come on Tara. I may be a

hard you protest. You’re my little brother and I am really worried about you, so hush.

omething happens, I have your back.” I state rathe

d the room again and they settle on a young woman who doesn’t look like she belongs in this room. I can’t tell if sh

taps impatiently, I can only assume because this is taking too long. As my eyes wander up her long pale le

eat a strawberry as intently as a woman who wants to attract attention from a man. Devouring it, she sits

s they pierce right into my soul, while she stares at me smiling with a