The Lady And The Cat
I was living in the country with a girlfriend. Our cottage was located up along a steep, dark, dirt road, three miles from the highway. We had only one set of neighbors whose long driveway ran parallel to ours, separated only by a tall row of cypress trees.
One evening around ten, we were visited by a male friend of ours who was in a bemused state. “Listen, you girls better get out on the road and see what’s going on with this old lady I just saw. She’s walking along the side of the road in her nighty. I dunno what she’s doing there. I asked her if she was alright and if she needed a lift but she just ignored me and carried on shuffling up the road. I probably freaked her out more than anything, being a strange bloke in a car at night. But jeezus, it’s the middle of freakin nowhere.”
Yeah, it’s dark but we’re …