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Dandelion Wine Ending by Hailey Ernest
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Thursday, September 04, 2014

All I could see was the shadow. It was a tall man and I  could see the crisp outline of his suit. I knew it was him the second I turned around. He covered my mouth immediately so I would not scream. I was numb, nothing could move and I was as frozen as an icicle hanging from the gutter of a roof. Why didn’t I just stay at Francine’s? Why couldn’t I have had Officer Kennedy stay with me and walk me through it? How could I be so stupid?

“Hello Ms. Nebbs.”

I just stood there as if I was a bump on a log, he continued to talk but my head was going so fast I couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying to me. He sat me down and explained that he wasn’t going to kill me and didn’t know what was going on himself; he saw that I was the only one that was walking the streets on a night like this and need a place to stay. How could I trust a man to stay in my house?  I just wanted to snivel and try to understand what was happening to me. The lamp was lighting his face and he sat like a proper man in my chair straight across the room from me. I could see the ice blue of his eyes and slight pinkness in his cheeks from the night’s cold.

I decided to let him stay, it was one o’clock at night and I knew he had no where else to go. I made him a bed on the ground of my living room. I let him go to bed as I walked up to my bedroom, the stair creaked as if they were telling me not to let him stay but the good person in me just couldn’t bare to think I would leave a man alone on the cold, deserted streets on a night like this. The sheets on my bed never felt so bare and cold in my life, but I was so tired and emotionally drained that it felt like a pillow.

When I woke up, he was gone. The blankets were in a pile and the pillow rested on top. There lying on top of the pillow was a little letter.

Dear Ms. Nebbs,

I couldn’t be more thankful for you and your kindness to let me stay the night. I know it must have been hard for you knowing the stories and all but you were still kind enough to open your house up to me. Thank you very much.

           I knew it was all in my head that everything was scary and I was listening to all of the babble that

was going on. I am crazy to believe it was real. I think that the Lonely One will come back but not while the

police are everywhere. The Lonely One will come back but I can only hope it doesn’t come after me...   

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