Threads of light lingered in the sky, mingling with the rolling clouds, dyeing the heavens first orange, then red and finally mauve... Sequin-silver stars, like the glowing embers of a dying fire, winked down at her only showing themselves at the far reaches of the sky where darkness nipped at the edges of the sunset.
Gloom surrounded Anna, the kind of dark that seems immeasurable and impenetrable…like ink spilled on a page, it swallowed everything. It was fitting for tonight though with a heavy blanket of Louisiana heat, and the thick silence that suffocated even the sounds of crickets. Anna walked along one of the back roads, unsure of where she really was. She tugged on the string of pearls she had around her neck. She had inherited it from her ma, when she was knee high to a grasshopper...just before her tragic death.
Anna pushed the thoughts away as she tried and failed to find her way to her own place in the dark. Good lord she was lost and damn it how had this happened?
“Damnable back roads…” Anna ground out as she stepped into a puddle soaking her black heel.
Voices in the distance drew Anna’s attention from her ruined shoe to a pending brawl. She brushed a stray stand of raven hair out of her face and watched in interest. What a scene it was. Harlow, and the Bates standing on the porch of the Honey Stop with a few others Anna didn’t know from Adam.
Looked like it was getting to be a mighty fine entertainment. Anna leaned against the wall of the building. She entertained the idea of interrupting the quarrel, maybe make some friends on the Bates sides…but then again, she didn’t need the attention from the oily looking man they were disagreeing with.
As if on cue Boone entered the scene. Anna sighed and internally groaned. Trouble. That kid was
nothing but trouble…but damn it he was her only friend, therefore he was her trouble and she damn well wasn’t going to let him hang himself out too dry. Just as she was fixing to step into what little light there was shining from the porch of the Honey Stop, everything defused in a rush. The slick looking ass-hat was walking away, and thank goodness he was leaving Boone be for now.
Damn that boy had a streak of good luck. With a roll of her emerald orbs she started towards the Honey Stop. She watched as they retreated inside the building, and turned the lights out. Despite the obviousness of Bates turning the lights and not wanting company she entered the structure.
“Howdy Ya’ll, how are you this fine evening?” She said with a charming smile.