Demonspawn by Glenn Bullion Page B

Dave said. “Awesome. Alex,
give me a hand?”
    I helped him unload groceries. He turned the
radio on. The women walked around a little, just exploring.
Apparently the cabin was completely empty except for an old wood
stove. I would have brought some wood if I knew that was the case.
Nothing beats the smell of an old wood stove.
    Dave fired up a lantern he kept in the truck
and started cooking some burgers on the grill he left there. It
felt like a mini camp-out. Dave certainly found a gem when it came
to fun and relaxing spots to hang out. It was exactly what he
promised.
    Dave and I sat in the back of the truck while
the women danced to the music. They laughed and carried on,
bragging about who the better dancer was. Dave took a bite of a
burger and leaned closer to me.
    “We gotta get more light on them.”
    I smiled. Dave's subtle way of suggesting
Tina, Jenny, and Cindy dancing was entertainment all by itself. I
couldn't argue with him there.
    I always thought it was funny how women could
dance together, and no one blinked an eye. But look out if two guys
were caught dancing together.
    Dave leaned over again. “Is it just me, or is
Tina hot?”
    I actually think Cindy's got her beat. Of
course I'm not gonna tell Dave that.
    “Watch me start some trouble. Hey,
Jenny!”
    She didn't stop dancing. She cast Dave a
look. “What?”
    “Stop staring at me. I caught you
staring.”
    “Uh, no,” she said with a smile.
    “Don't try to hide it. You want some of the
Dave.”
    His own girlfriend was the first to
laugh.
    “Please. You think everyone wants a
piece of the Dave.”
    “Well, they do, don't they?”
    Tina stopped dancing. “Ha. A tiny piece was enough for me. I think I'm ready to move on. Jenny, you
can have him if you want.”
    Jenny stopped dancing too and pretended to
study Dave. “Eh, no thanks. He probably couldn't handle me.
Besides, I don't date white guys. I only hang out with you guys
cause I'm bored.”
    “Hey now,” Cindy said. She grabbed a soda and
leaned against the truck next to me. “What's wrong with white
guys?”
    “Nothing. It's just they're so...white.”
    I laughed at that. Jenny didn't joke much,
which made her jokes more funny.
    Cindy pointed at Dave. “Survey time. Would
you date a black woman?”
    “I'd like to. But Tina won't let me.”
    Cindy looked at Tina, but dismissed her with
a wave. “We already know you'll date anyone, as shown by exhibit
A.” She pointed at Dave.
    “Damn, that's harsh,” he said.
    “Alex, would you date a black woman?”
    “I'll date anyone that looks at me twice
without turning away.”
    Tina laughed at that one. Dave just nodded
approval.
    “Nah, I'm serious. Would you go out with a
black woman?”
    The answer was yes. This is the twenty-first
century. If a woman was attractive, funny, and intelligent, it
didn't matter what the color of her skin was. But I thought I'd
play with Cindy some more.
    “Depends on who it is. Hell, what does she
look like? Beyonce? Gabrielle Union?”
    Cindy shrugged. “I don't know. Like me. Would
you date a black woman who looked like me?”
    I heard Dave cough a little next to me. It
was guy code, but I couldn't understand it. I hung out with Cindy
and Alicia too much.
    “Well, yeah, I would.”
    “What about you?” Jenny asked. “Would you
date a white guy?”
    “I have before. Race doesn't matter to
me.”
    “Ah ha. You say that, but you're single now,
aren't you? White guys are the devil.”
    We shared a laugh.
    Jenny started staring at something behind me.
I turned my head to see what she saw. I could only see trees and
shadows.
    “Jenny? What's up?”
    “What is that back there?”
    Dave turned around too. “That's just an old
house. All tore up. No one lives there.”
    Cindy shook her head. “What are you talking
about? I don't see anything.”
    “It's there. Look just above the tree line.
You can see part of the roof.”
    He was right. I'm sure it was easier to see
during the day. But I could