Status: ongoing
Duffle Bag Blues
IV.
Opal struggled with her seatbelt.
"It sticks sometimes," Parker said, pressing the button to release the seatbelt. He stepped out of his black sedan and jogged around to the other side to help Opal out. He didn't release her hand as they began walking the path between the local park and it's forest.
Opal bat her eyelashes. "You were just about to tell me your deepest darkest secret."
"Oh, right." Parker chuckled and pointed. "Well, you see these woods? That's where I buried seven of my victims back when I was a serial killer."
Opal laughed. "Be serious."
"I am."
"It sticks sometimes," Parker said, pressing the button to release the seatbelt. He stepped out of his black sedan and jogged around to the other side to help Opal out. He didn't release her hand as they began walking the path between the local park and it's forest.
Opal bat her eyelashes. "You were just about to tell me your deepest darkest secret."
"Oh, right." Parker chuckled and pointed. "Well, you see these woods? That's where I buried seven of my victims back when I was a serial killer."
Opal laughed. "Be serious."
"I am."