FICTION SERIES
Once Upon a Time in Southtown
Excerpts from Gehenna
Gehenna is defined as a place or state of misery. In the Bible, Gehenna is a cursed valley south of Jerusalem. Here, children were sacrificed to a false god. Gehenna is considered a place of divine punishment. Many biblical scholars believe it is Hell.
The entire car reeked of gasoline. Michael Jackson denied Billie Jean on the radio, competing against the intermittent door-ajar bell. Humming softly, the heater massaged the cabin with lukewarm currents.
A second explosion blew out the house’s garage doors. Its concussion obliterated windows. Little fires smoldered on neighboring roofs.
The driver's door flew wide. Elmer dived into the seat. Righting himself, he turned the ignition. Acrid smoke rose from his denim jacket in several places. His left hand revealed fresh layers of increasing pain. Checking his face in the rearview mirror, he relaxed. Elmer thanked God; his handsome features hadn’t been jeopardized. Soot shaded his cheeks like war paint. He tossed a revolver into the vacant passenger seat. For a moment he rested, catching his breath, regulating the frantic currents in his head.
Sirens wailed nearby, too close or too distant to discern whether they belonged to police or fire engines.
His hands, arms, back, and neck were burnt. The silver wedding band had been fused to his ring finger. Grunting, he popped the car into gear. Before releasing the brake, he scanned the scene with bulging eyes.
This car had been full when Elmer parked here an hour ago. The unoccupied seats now held no record of passengers. Bodies lay like heaps of unwashed laundry on the front lawn.
The Rolling Stones complained about their lack of satisfaction on the radio. Elmer reversed out of the driveway. He laboriously spun the steering wheel, pausing curbside to enjoy the conflagration.
The two-story house trembled black and smoking, flames splashing through broken windows like serpent’s tongues. Spent shotgun and handgun shells gleamed in the firelight like coins in a fountain.
Elmer wondered if anyone else was in the burning home. If the woman had children living there. Maybe a husband.
Brake lights vanished as the car lurched forward, and Elmer silently merged with the night.
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