Count Dracula<\/em>,\u201d the uncle says. \u201c1970.\u201d He gives Hibiscus a top-to-bottom look as if confirming the choice of bloodsucker.<\/p>\n\n\n\nHibiscus\u2019s mouth reveals stained teeth. \u201cNo one wants to come in right now so I\u2019m glad you\u2019re here.\u201d He wipes his chin with the back of his hand. \u201cLucy, I\u2019m lucky you came back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar smiles and looks up at her name. \u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI heard what happened. What do you think did it?\u201d the liar\u2019s uncle asks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI still don\u2019t know. It took forever to clean the blood. Some of my regulars are creeped out, but I got a copy of the county sheriff\u2019s report. Surprised they even showed up,\u201d Hibiscus says.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI have to tell you,\u201d he continues, looking at her uncle, \u201cI never imagined seeing blood flying across my lot. It even hit the popcorn machine.\u201d Hibiscus looks at the machine, as if the blood spatter were still there. His fingers twitch as he puts the police report down. It\u2019s only two pages but heavy with redactions, from what the liar can see.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLucy\u2019s aunt says you\u2019re a family friend. Where you from again?\u201d Hibiscus asks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cL.A.,\u201d the liar\u2019s uncle responds. He lies well, too. The liar is surrounded by mentors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s no big city here,\u201d Hibiscus says, tapping his leg with one hand like he\u2019s sending Morse code.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI guessed as much.\u201d The liar\u2019s uncle glances at the parking lot, surveying cars as if deciding which can be trusted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI can\u2019t assume what you know, or don\u2019t, about this town,\u201d Hibiscus says. \u201cI want to make sure you stay longer than a few days. I have shifts to fill. Can\u2019t be training someone new every week.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
More hours would be good, the liar thinks. More time to observe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hibiscus leans back, his face suggesting he\u2019s found the backwash at the bottom of the bottle. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar\u2019s uncle takes the report and studies it. The liar knows that he is signing on for more than just a job. She watches him pay particular attention to the redacted lines.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hibiscus waits for him to get to the second page. \u201cThey interviewed everybody. Nobody knows what the hell happened. They were hoping Lucy saw something cuz she was behind the concession table. Tanya went home early. Isn\u2019t that right, Lucy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar\u2019s eyes flicker to her boss. Her anxiety over being found out almost trips her, but she manages to open her lips. \u201cThat\u2019s right. She wanted to make sure she didn\u2019t have \u2018the sickness.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cProbably best you didn\u2019t see\u2026\u201d Hibiscus stares across the lot. \u201cSomething hit the window of my office.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat was it?\u201d the uncle asks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSomething that left a lot of blood.\u201d Hibiscus looks at the liar as if he knows about the secret in her head and is figuring out the best way to wring it out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The report says a call arrived at the county sheriff\u2019s last Saturday night. Customers were in their cars watching a horror flick when blood sprayed over the fence and onto their windshields, reaching as far as the concessions. They thought it was rain, at first, but then something jumped on top of the hood of one of the cars. It hopped, car to car, until it reached the catwalk on the screen. Then, it stood on two legs. Human. It leapt over the fence. That\u2019s when a customer started screaming and turned on their car, igniting an exodus through the too-narrow driveway. Only a few cars got out before the crash. In the aftermath, the sheriffs found a yard-wide hole in the ground behind the screen. Blood everywhere. The liar\u2019s name is redacted, but she knows her uncle knows it\u2019s there. He knows the liar isn\u2019t saying something. Doesn\u2019t matter. They\u2019re going to get out as soon as he saves enough money. The drive-in needs to stay open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt says someone was reported missing.\u201d The uncle sets the report down as carefully as he chooses his words. \u201cBut I think people will forget in a couple of weeks. You should keep your schedule.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am glad we\u2019re in agreement.\u201d Hibiscus grins. \u201cYou can see the tops of the cars from here. That\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar\u2019s back is straight. The secret is still bubbling in her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWere you the only one standing here, Lucy?\u201d her uncle asks. The liar admires how astute her uncle can be and is about to answer when Hibiscus cuts in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo. I stepped out for a second. Can\u2019t be everywhere, which is why I need you. You don\u2019t have references, but Lucy\u2019s aunt vouched for you.\u201d Hibiscus extends his hand to Eddie. \u201cWelcome aboard.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar\u2019s uncle puts out his hand and slips on his public face. It\u2019s the face he uses when he doesn\u2019t want anyone to know what he really thinks. \u201cYou can count on me, boss.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, looks like we\u2019re done here.\u201d Hibiscus takes the report and saves it in his back pocket. \u201cHopefully, it\u2019s a quiet night. Right, Lucy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m sure it will be,\u201d the liar answers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She is glad this moment is almost over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There\u2019s a pop at the gate where the cars come in through. It makes the men turn, but it\u2019s just Tanya making sure the gates are fully open. Hibiscus picks up his not-bank-bag but looks, to the liar, like he\u2019s still searching for something. He leaves for his office. The liar is sure he\u2019s thinking about that night, wishing he had cameras pointed at the lot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s after dusk and cars fill the lot with noise and spilled candy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As the liar and her uncle pack popcorn and help customers, they notice Tanya has finished rolling out the speakers and is going upstairs to the film booth. The night is a cool one for October.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar looks up and meets eye-to-eye with Tanya as Tanya climbs the stairs. She\u2019s wearing all black and disappears like a new moon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar thinks she looks like a warrior goddess out of one of her aunt\u2019s books on the Florentine codex. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
She\u2019s not just a pretty picture.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She\u2019s more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTanya was gone when it happened?\u201d the liar\u2019s uncle asks, when the line of customers is over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cS\u00ed t\u00edo,\u201d the liar responds, bending the rule of not calling him uncle to distract him from the lie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour aunt says neither sheriffs nor ICE like coming this way. Says they\u2019re too scared, or uninterested, to come.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMost people are afraid of \u2018the sickness,\u2019\u201d the liar answers. \u201cBut not everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s dark outside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s often dark when frightening or amazing things happen in this town. Last Saturday night, people were working in the crop fields a mile away. The movie made a perfect container of sound. No one could hear what was happening so far away. A worker ran down the road, calling for help, and the cars couldn\u2019t hear him. So that\u2019s when it happened. When she<\/em> appeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\nIt\u2019s happening again right now, but only the liar catches a glimpse of her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ll be back, t\u00edo,\u201d the liar says as she takes off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A shadow of a woman leaves the parking lot. The liar is running after her. There are too many people in the lot. Too many in the fields.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar finds Tanya outside the fence digging.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTanya,\u201d the liar says. \u201cCome with me. You\u2019re gonna get hurt.\u201d Or worse, you\u2019re going to hurt someone else, and then somebody will turn you in<\/em>. Her best friend\u2019s brown hands are covered in red earth and her almond eyes are glistening as she pants like she\u2019s running a fever. The liar doesn\u2019t remember when she first noticed Tanya was sick, but this season has been the worst. The liar has stopped recognizing her during these violent fits. Last Saturday, the liar had to take a shovel to her head to drag her off the blood.<\/p>\n\n\n\nThe film is loud, and people are enjoying the bootleg horror movie. The liar assumes she and Tanya are alone, but she is wrong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA chosen one!\u201d a masculine voice says from behind the liar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hibiscus has dropped to his knees. Reverent. His pale face and hands shake like he\u2019s watching the resurrection of White Jesus live.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar reluctantly accepts that Hibiscus might be able to help her keep Tanya safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Compromises are made. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\n\n\nThe liar returns to the concessions. When her uncle asks, she pretends Tanya is still upstairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The liar is making popcorn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because everyone is here for the show.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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