Astonishing

[Paul de Denus]

It came quick from the woods, hugging the north county road, a shifting man-shape of shiny black, like plastic garbage bag, not loping or bounding but racing up to the passenger window as their pickup flashed by. Cade didn’t see it. He was reaching low under the seat, his eye off the road, grasping about for the rolling Jim Beam as he weaved the truck in cool jerks and hot curses, the radio blaring old Charlie Parker. Marshall saw the fleeting face against the window - only for a second - and he would later wonder if it were fear or pain that rimmed the hollowed dark white eye that caught his. Out the back window, over his shoulder, Marshall watched long pieces of tattered plastic fly and float and drift lazily to the ground as they zoomed away, the shape vanishing, swallowed whole by the trees along the berm. Later Marshall would swear it was black feathers, not plastic he saw.

[Teresa]

The line Sandra mentioned -- inspired.  Faved.

[Mike Handley]

Bravo, Paul.

[Angela]

You know, sometimes a garbage bag rolling in the wind does look alive.  Now that I have read this, I think maybe they can be.  Good creep factor, Paul.

[Ron. Lavalette]

Now you see it, now you don't.  Sorta.  Very cool write.

[Sandra Davies]

"weaved the truck in cool jerks and hot curses" - wonderful, stand out line for me!

[Toby Tucker Hecht]

Isn't it funny that our mind, normally clear, can distort what we see when driving?  I once stopped dead in the middle of a 6 lane highway because I thought I saw a man in a white raincoat standing in the road.  It was fog, but I was so sure and didn't want to hit him. 

[Gita]

Love the rolling Jim Beam and the radio blaring old Charlie Parker. Under other circumstances, that would be a fun cab to be sitting in. But now you've scared me.