National Novel Writing Month Idea # 9
NaNoWriMo 2018
THE REDWOODS KILLER
THE REDWOODS KILLER
The yellow pavement dividers, still wet with morning
mist, are an iridescent ribbon guiding you through the winding redwoods. You
love these early-morning drives. You find a secluded spot in the forest with
space for two or three cars. A beat-up Subaru parked just off the road is a
magnet for tourists visiting the big trees. You choose a turnout with room for
three cars. From the back seat, you pick up a small digital camera, binoculars,
and a Giant’s baseball cap. Useful props. You check the buck knife on your
belt. From under the front seat, you find the Colt 1911 your father brought
back from France. Walking to the highway, you stand at the edge of the pavement
and glance both ways. There’s nothing in either direction. It is too early for
tourists. Your only worry is a nosy sheriff. You step back from the highway.
The big trees dominate the smaller pines and ferns. It is cool in the shade of
the redwoods. You feel like you are one with the big trees; their deep roots
hunger for moisture as their leafy tops search for the sun. You find comfort in
their strength and longevity. You believe your secret will be safe with these
silent guardians.
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