Findin' Out Night

[lureen_n_twist]

Lureen awoke to a sound outside, sounded like somethin' in the barn. Maybe just wind blowin' something around, or some neighborhood kids havin' fun. She rolled over. Bed next ta her was empty. Probably jus' Jack out drinkin' again. She stood and padded lightly ta the window. Barn light was on. Jack musta left it on from when he was tryin' ta fix the lawn tractor at her complainin'. Truck parked next ta it looked mighty familar. Why the hell was everyone drivin' big new black Fords these days? Lureen didn't ask herself where she'd seen it before 'cause she knew it was coincidence, though she couldn't explain why anyone in the neighborhood would park so damned close to their barn. No accountin' for sense, she figured. Didn't see any kids near the barn. Probably racoon trapped inside, drawn by the light. She'd tell Jack ta check in the morning.

Was too damned hot in the house, so humid she was havin' trouble breathin'. She laid back down in bed and gripped the pillow, clenched fist, her chest tight with the thick air. Goddamn Jack wasn't even home and left the heat too high. It was so stuffy she thought she might choke. That explained the little noise in her throat.

Turning over into her pillow, she wondered if it were really as stuffy as it felt like. Maybe the air was really pretty dry. Might need a humidifier. 'Cause humidity couldn't explain why her eyes were waterin'.

Companion piece to bobby_twist's Drabble Part 1.