It was nothing. “Nothing there,” they said, “nothing at all.”
Nothing was something. Always was.
She stood in the sinister mountain mist while silence hung
on the trees. The coffee in her cup had chilled and the dampness draped her
cotton nightdress so that it clung to her iced body. The dog whimpered at her
feet and the cats climbed the screen door desperately seeking shelter.
How long had she stood on the rickety porch? How long since
the last crunch of leaves echoed? It could be a deer, a bear, a tiny squirrel
but they'd not been seen in these parts for years. Not even crows dwelled in
this wasted land. Bad energy, she’d said when she moved there in the spring.
Yet, she’d stayed hoping to bring life back, somehow. Now, the corn hung black
and the tomatoes withered on the vine. The skeletal limbs of the trees creaked
and groaned with hopelessness under the vicious winds.
Finally, it was her teeth chattering that stirred her. She
slowly turned and opened the door. The animals rushed, knocking her back, and
disappeared under beds and in closets. The fire was mere embers now suggesting
she’d been peering into the gray for hour’s maybe. Wrapping the Indian blanket
around her shivering shoulders, she poured the freezing coffee down the drain
and refreshed it with the steaming. She crouched before the hearth and
scratched at the embers until they caught the new log and spit flames. Then,
she heard it again. The crunch, the scrape, the deep sighs beyond the garden. She
sat back on her haunches and listened, waiting.
It was nothing, nothing at all. Only, she knew, nothing was
always something.
This week's Trifecta Challenge:
1 archaic : unfavorable, unlucky
2 archaic : fraudulent
3: singularly evil or productive of evil
Please remember:
- Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
- You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
- The word itself needs to be included in your response.
- You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
- Only one entry per writer.