The Devil Crept In

by Ania Ahlborn

Her uncanny ability to pretend as though Terry existed in some parallel universe never failed to creep him out.

What had been weird about those instances was that they had come out of nowhere. One minute, he and Jude were having a good time collecting scrap lumber or wandering around in the woods. The next, Jude had that look. Like he didn’t want to live his life not knowing what it felt like to hurt someone. Like he didn’t give a damn if he ended up in juvie if it meant being able to vent his rage. Like, how for an inkling of a moment, the devil himself had crawled right into him and was itching to get out.

I’d stay out of those woods if I were you.