“Take a break” shouted Dan as he and Frankie collapsed breathless under the gnarly old tree.
“It pulls in evil” said Dan looking up at the knot riddled branches. “Reaches out and just grabs it. Those lumps? Bad people. Every crime committed in these parts, it removes a bit of evil. The bigger the crime the more it needs.”
“Does stealing Mr Perkins car count?” said Frankie jokingly.
As Dan moved away Frankie’s muffled cries faded to silence.
How many more? How many…?
Dan knew well enough that what he’d done to that girl meant the old tree would be expecting him again very soon.
This is my entry in this week’s 100 word writing challenge over at Friday Fictioneers.