Snakes
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The easiest path usually leads straight into a minefield...
Eddie, a young, pretty single mom, is trying to do the right thing by her three-year-old daughter. She really is. With no education, no job, and a string of loser boyfriends behind her, she faces hard decisions every day. Gas for the car, or food for Joy? She's already been forced to move back into her mother's decrepit old trailer in Shady Acres Trailer Court in rural Arkansas.
Should she get a normal job working long hours for minimum wage, or should she put on her stiletto heels, bikini bra and micro-skirt and go back to exotic dancing so she can bring home fistfuls of cash for a few hours' work? When she catches her daughter playing with handfuls of baby copperhead snakes behind the trailer, the choice gets a lot easier: get out of there by the quickest means possible.
But at what cost? And is that strange man the devil or her knight in shining armor?
"Snakes provokes a gut-wrenching emotional response, perhaps because by using snakes as a motif, it speaks to one of our most primitive fears. ... For a 30-page story to have such a deep, powerful and abiding effect shows that Travis Heermann is a master, ranking up there with Aesop and the Greek myth writers."– Rose Cimarron, Reviewer
Travis Heermann
Travis Heermann grew up in the countryside of Nebraska and graduated from the University of Nebraska at Lincoln with a BS in electrical engineering. In 2003, he shifted careers and moved to Fukuoka, Japan, to teach English to young students in public schools. Amazon.com called his first novel, The Ivory Star, “a must have for every sci-fi reader.” Soon afterward, Heermann immersed himself in Japanese culture and history and combined his passion for folklore and fantasy literature. The result is Heart of the Ronin, a tale of a teenage warrior in thirteenth-century Japan, and the first volume in the Ronin Trilogy. On Ronin Writer (travisheermann.com/blog), Heermann’s blog about the writing life, he posts an ongoing series of in-depth interviews with authors in a variety of genres.
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Snakes - Travis Heermann
Snakes
by
Travis Heermann
Bear Paw Publishing
Denver
Copyright © 2011 by Travis Heermann
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination, or, if real, used fictitiously.
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Cover Design: jim pinto
EBOOK EDITION
ISBN 978-1-62225-426-2
Bear Paw Publishing
Denver, Colorado, USA
www.bearpawpublishing.com
Eddie had sworn that she would never, ever come back to this place. Yet, here she was. She stomped a faded beer can flat and kicked it under the trailer, wishing it were someone’s head.
Mommy, lemme down, peez!
Joy called from her car seat in the back of the Buick, jammed in there with all their worldly possessions packed floor to ceiling.
Comin’, honey, just a sec,
Eddie called over her shoulder as she stepped up the stairs to the door of the trailer. The sodden, half-rotten particleboard steps sagged under her weight. She checked the knob. The door was still locked. At least no one had broken into the place in the six months since she had left. She pulled out the old key, tasting the bile rising in her throat.
Goddammit,
she muttered, before sliding the key into the rusty lock, jimmying it just right, and opening the door. As the square of hot sunlight spilled across the linoleum in front of her, she heard a skittering in some corner. Some things never changed. She couldn’t imagine what the little bastards had been living on since she and Joy and Dallas moved out of this place. She’d have to get some mousetraps. Again.
Mommeee!
Comin’, honey! Just a sec.
She stepped inside. The place smelled exactly like a thirty-year-old mobile home that had been vacant for six months. Dead and musty, with hints of mildew, general decay, mouse crap, and maybe a lingering trace of the massive puke stain Dallas had left in the middle of the living room on their last night in this place. It was still there, smack in the center of the dingy carpet. One more thing for her to clean before this shithole was even half-livable.
Jesus Christ was it hot inside! Like a tin shack closed up in the summer sun. Which it basically was.
Joy started fussed and whining. Eddie steeled herself against thoughts of walls full of mice, and against memories. Then she hurried through the trailer and opened as many windows as she could to air the place out.
In Joy’s old bedroom with its grimy glass and window screens so old they had come unraveled, she flung open the windows. A freshet of cool breeze whispered through and tickled her face along with the sound of Joy, singing some nameless, tuneless gibberish melody as if she were some diva on American Idol. A lump welled up in Eddie’s throat, and she giggled it away. The kid was really belting it out. Somehow that child could make her smile even at the blackest of times.
Scraps of paper clung to the walls, remnants of Joy’s artwork, a few multicolored swirls of marker and crayon on the wood paneling. How many times had Eddie passed this room