Great-Uncle Jasper

Great-Uncle Jasper
(Word count: 298)

“Can’t you push any faster, boy?  The air’s too cold out here.”

“You shouldn’t have parked by the hydrant.  I told you they towed.”

“What?  Can’t hear you.”

“I said you shouldn’t have parked-“

“Just stop yakking and push faster!”

“Don’t worry, Great-Uncle Jasper.  We’ll get home soon.”

“Turn here, boy.  Cut through the cemetery – it’s shorter.”

“No … I don’t think we oughta-“

“You scared?  You a fraidy-cat?”

“No, it’s just …”

“You want me to freeze to death out here?”

“No … Oh, all right.”

“See? This way’s much faster.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Stop bouncing over the cobblestones.  Go over the grass.”

“Through the mausoleums?”

“This wheel-chair don’t have no shock absorbers.  Go over the grass.”

“Uh … OK.”

“There … that’s the ticket, junior.”

“This place sure is dark.”

“It’s night time, ya dummy.”

“These mausoleums are huge.”

“Built way before your time, junior.”

“Did you hear something?”

“What?”

“What was that sound?”

“What?  Why did you stop?”

“There’s somebody-“

“Why are you whispering?”

“I thought I saw-“

“What?  Speak up, boy, my hearing-aid ain’t working too good.”

“I THOUGHT I SAW SOMEONE UP AHEAD.”

“Don’t be silly.  Come on, come on.  We can’t stay out here all night.”

“But-“

“PUSH!”

“But, Great-Uncle, I don’t think we should go through there.”

“Dag-nabbit, boy!  I said Push!  My bones are freezing as it is.  PUSH!”

“I’M PUSHING!”

“The trouble with you is your momma molly-coddled you when you were young.  I told ‘er that she was gonna raise a momma’s boy.  Did she listen? No.  No one ever listens to me…

“Junior?  What’s that THING?

“Junior!

“Junior!  Where you going?  Where you running?  Don’t leave me here!  Eeeeeek!  IT’S THE DEVIL! 

“Junior!  Help!  AAaaaaaa!

“Hang on, junior!  I’m standing!  It’s a miracle!  I’m running … Wait for me!”



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Author's Note: This item was originally written for the Daily Flash Fiction Contest on 10/13/2009, using this prompt: What was that sound?