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It might. “Fair warning, he’s probably going to feel really gross.”
He takes him by the shoulder and I take his feet. And as soon as we pick him up, Jonas makes an ugly noise.
“Okay, yeah. I was not expecting it to feel like a sack of loose parts.”
“That’s kind of what he is now.”
“How are you going to explain it?”
“That’s what the car’s for.”
Together we walk him through the orchard, past the corn maze and back to his car.
We both glance warily at the two other cars still parked in the dark lot.
“So… trunk?” Jonas asks.
“No,” I dig Dylan’s keys out of his pocket. “Front seat.”
“Yeah?”
“He’s about to drive away and have an accident.”
“Okay.” He nods and helps me put him in the driver’s seat.
“You’re oddly chill about this.” I say.
“I mean… we just came back from hell. This doesn’t feel all that strange in comparison.”
“Fair.”
The spell is simple, the words more so. The car starts down the drive on its own.
We walk behind Dylan’s car until it reaches the end of the drive and joins the road. Then we watch in silence as it swerves and careens, picking up speed…
It flies into the woods and I hear it crash heavily into the trees. I see the flash of Dylan’s t-shirt.
He flew through the windshield—should have been wearing a seatbelt—and no doubt would have broken his neck, if it hadn’t already been.
They’ll find his car if they look for it. But if they don’t, he could be there for days… months.
I hope he is.
Let the wild animals pick him apart.
The full moon is still making its way across the sky, but the first blush of dawn has colored the horizon.
I stand there for a few moments, waiting, just in case. He’s died twice tonight. And this time… he doesn’t get to come back.
Maybe the book knew what it was doing.
I grimace. That would mean Jonas should have died too, and I don’t think they are the same.
Walking back down the gravel road, Jonas makes a strange noise.
“You okay?”
“I just had a really unsettling thought.”
