'My sentiments exactly,” I told my brother.
'Still planning on going through Virginia?' he asked.
I didn’t answer him as I put the truck in drive.
It wasn't five minutes later that we became the victims of a rolling blockade. Cars, trucks, vans and SUV's poured in from the off ramps on our right and left. Trucks that were bigger and cars that were faster, and all of them were packed with Easter's true believers. Apparently Easter thought very well of arming his flock so when the first car pulled up alongside and a mutton chopped man pointed to the side of the road, I saw no way out that didn’t involve a lot of carnage, a great amount which would occur in our truck.
'Turn the truck off,” came Mutton's voice as he pulled alongside. “If you could be so kind as to hand the keys to Brother Wilkinson, I would greatly appreciate it.” 'Well he sure sounds nice,” Gary said. “I'm thinking West Virginia would have been a lot better state to go through though.” 'I think I would have to agree with you,” I said as I handed over to the keys to the guy who I could only assume was Brother Wilkinson. A small platoon of cars and trucks completely encircled us. The scene in the Godfather with Sonny at the toll booth was going through my head. I could only hope that these people had good aim. I didn’t want to dance around like a marionette as I was riddled with bullets.
'Now friend,” Mutton started up again. “I would like for you to put all of your weapons outside of your truck.” Gary was imperceptibly shaking his head in the negative. “I'd rather go out like the Bon Jovi song.” I looked at him questioningly then asked, “What? ‘Livin’ on a Prayer?’'
'No dumbass, ‘In a Blaze of Glory.’”
'Great.”
'Dad, what are we gonna do?' Travis asked, not nervously, but if we were going to start shooting it needed to be sooner rather than later.
The people outside were starting to tense up also. If anything was going to happen it was within these next few crucial seconds. I took a second to look at Justin's peaceful sleeping face, at Travis, and then my brother. “Not this time guys.” 'You sure you know what you’re doing Mike?' Gary asked me with a false smile on for our onlookers.
'Of course not,” I told him softly. I opened my door slowly; fingers on triggers applied an ounce more of pressure. “Nobody get happy fingers on us, I'm putting our guns outside.” 'Hold,” Mutton said through a strained smile.
Within another minute the four of us were up against the car and getting a more thorough pat down. I felt it was good news that they hadn’t just opened fire.
'All clear, Father Easter,” Mutton said as we were allowed to turn from our ‘assume the position’ stance.
A stately man of about 60 came out from one of the cars in the back; it looked like a Caddy but I didn’t have the best angle. He was dressed all in black with a hat which was in direct contrast to his shock of white hair and beard. He looked like any pastor might down in the South, almost affable, but his eyes belied him. His true nature he could not hide, his eyes burned with what? Insanity? Rage? Tyranny? All of the above?
'Good day citizens,” he said politely as he approached. “What kind of man be ye?' He asked Gary .
'I'm not sure of the answer, sir,” Gary told him honestly.
'Well!' Easter boomed. “Do you walk in the light of the Lord or do you not!'
'I would like to think I walk in the light,” Gary told him.
Gary tensed as Easter placed his hand on Gary 's chest. I didn't know what was happening but I didn't friggen’ like it.
'Pious!' Easter shouted.
'Praise be to God!' His followers shouted.
He next touched Travis and repeated the same word, followed immediately by the chorus.
'And you?' he said as he got so close I could smell his tobacco laced breath.
'I have strayed from the path on occasion, but only to see what lay in the shade. Always was I within the reach of the light.” 'Praise be to God brother, it is better to have lost one's way and found the path back to righteousness. It shows true character.” Easter placed his hand on my chest. I felt damn near the same sensation when I first picked up Eliza's locket. A small current of energy coursed through me. His hand stayed there moments longer than it had on Gary and Travis combined. He looked me in the eyes before he spoke. “I see that you walk with one foot in the light and one foot in the dark, Mr. Talbot.” 'How do you know my name?'
'Be quiet son. I am divining your nature. You have a darkness in you that you have warred with valiantly to keep at bay. I think that someday you will lose this battle, but for now, I will grant you the chance to keep fighting. Pious!' he shouted.
'Praise be to God,” rang out around us.
'Can we go now?' I asked Easter.
'Perhaps,” he said, eyeing Justin suspiciously, “The boy is not well?' It was phrased as a question but the answer was evident.
Justin nearly fell backwards as did Easter when the divining touch was made.
'Seize them!' Easter said as he struggled to get his breath. “This one is marked!' Mutton and two other men closed in.
'Wait, please!' I shouted before the situation spiraled even further downhill. “He's my son, he needs help.” 'Nothing that a short rope on a tall tree won’t cure,” Brother Wilkinson sneered.
'Easter, he's just a boy,” I pleaded.
He had not yet fully recovered from his encounter. “And yet he is stained deeply. He cannot continue to exist. He is an abomination!'
'You yourself just called the three of us pious men. Would we so willingly align with the darkness?'
'Evil can take on a great many forms. Most cannot see it until it is too late and it has led us very far from our path. It can bring even the mightiest among us to our knees.” A bunch of “Amens” and “Hallejulahs” rang out.
'What if we,” I said, pointing to Gary, Travis and myself, “as men of righteousness, what if we are using the evil within him...” Justin's face sagged, I felt sorry for bruising his feelings but our literal necks were on the line. “… to serve a higher purpose.” I don’t think we had won anyone over, but Easter was at least pondering my suggestion.
'You three may go forward,” Easter said, 'and I will attempt to exorcize the demons from the boy. If I can, he will be allowed to live among us until you return or he wishes to go after you.” 'And if that doesn’t work?'
'He swings,” Easter answered bluntly.
'What if we don’t go?' Travis asked. “He's my brother.”
'You will all suffer the same fate as Eliza's pet,” Easter said, motioning to Mutton to round us up.
'Then just leaving is out of the question?' I tried one more time.
'I would no sooner let loose a scorpion in a baby's crib and hope it did not strike,” Easter said over his shoulder as he walked away.
'That’s a ‘no’ then?' I asked. Mutton smacked me upside the head.
'Should have left when you had the chance, veil walker. I've never seen Easter give anyone the chance to go with a taint of darkness in them.” He shoved me forward but not menacingly.
'Well that's me, always the uninvited guest, first to come, last to leave.”
'Boy, are you sure that you’re right in the head?' Mutton asked.
'He's my brother,” Gary said. “He's always been a little like this.” Travis nodded in agreement.
Mutton looked us over. “Really wish you three hadn’t come this way,” he said, not including Justin who was now being led in a different direction. “He’ll be fine for now, Easter will do what he promised, but after…'
He let it lie.
We were driven back down the off ramp and within a few minutes we came to a stone building structure with a large ornate sign that read ‘Robert E. Lee Middle School .’ I looked over at Mutton.
He shrugged, 'It's our town hall slash prison slash housing. It's easily defendable, all of the windows have metal grating over them.” I understood defendable. We were led up the two first floors. We passed the gamut of human suffering, from hollow eyed victims to the sunken defeated. This was the last harbor in which their drowned souls could seek refuge. Some would recover, some would fade away. Mutton opened a locked door which led us up a small set of wooden steps. At the top was another door and I didn’t need the sign to realize this was the supply
