Mom usually left lunch money on the counter, but today she handed me a five dollar bill and a bloody paper bag.
“Get rid of the bag,” she said. “Don’t look in it, and don’t show it to anyone.”
So, I put the five bucks in my pocket. walked to the woods, and tossed the bag into the tall grass.
For three weeks, we did this.
Until, one morning, I looked in the bag.
Inside was a hand.
The next day, I asked for ten bucks.
After that, there were no more bags.
And I locked my door at night.