by RC Shivers

Created on: September 27, 2010

“Hon, I promise I am not gonna do anything to ya. I won’t try to scare ya.”

“I swear to God, Richie,” she persisted. “if you touch me…” she let the words hang as she usually did. That was enough of a threat for him not to mess around with her.

The second night of a new moon did little to light the sky. Savannah was as dark and scary as it could possibly be.  Richie parked the car on Liberty Street just before Drayton. Vicki sipped on her Coke as Mel finished telling a story about the people buried under the sidewalk in front of Colonial Cemetery.

Savannah was a city proud to tell the world it was built upon the dead.  What people did not realize is that it wasn’t a euphemism for hard work.  They really did pave right over graves to build the city.

It was only 9:45 and the tour didn’t start till 10:15.  The rain had let up, but the steel grey clouds hung low in the streets illuminated in an eerie light from the few storefronts that were still open.

“Ya think there are ghosts in the Segway Store.” Richie asked.

Vicki and Mel ignored him for the most part. Richie had a habit of saying off the wall comments just to get a little attention. They continued walking with Richie staring at the different styles of Segways.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I already have a chill.”  Vicki said.

“I know, Vic, its eighty-nine degrees, but I have goose bumps all over my arm.” Mel responded.

TOO HOT!

“Richie, stop with the voices, it’s not funny.” She was annoyed, but knew he would play some games with them before the ghost tour.

Vicki turned towards her husband, but he had stopped in front of the Segway Store and was still standing there looking in the windows.

“Mel, did you hear that.”  She asked her friend.

“Hear what?” 

“I just heard someone say something, after you said you had goose bumps.” Vicki answered.

I DID!

“Holy Crap, Vic, I heard that.” Mel shrieked.

They both turned and walked quickly back towards the Segway Store.  There was safety in numbers, and besides, Richie was a big guy.  That had to help…Maybe.

“Vic, these things are cool. I think I want one.” Richie said when the two girls came back to where he stood. Neither of them answered him. He turned towards his wife and could see the alarm in her eyes.

“What’s up?”

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