Along the Road (Chapter 4 - The End)

Ohhhh……you know……it’s so sad......

It has occurred to me that time has just flown right on by, hasn't it? I've been waiting for so long to tell my stories. Low and behold, blessed me that you came along the road, stopping by to hear them. But you see, I have work to do. Besides, every story has to end.

Now now. There is no need to make a fuss. If it will ease your worrisome soul, I will tell you the ending to this story.
*heavy sigh*

The End.

Now off you go with your business. I just realized I have a sacrificial lamb to catch and you'd better be long gone before our little festivities begin. No no now....no questions. I'm not here to make sense, just to tell stories.

As surreal as she had appeared upon the porch of that old house, she disappeared. I had researched the strange story of the woman by the river prior to my day arriving there (which is what led me there to begin with). But as I continued my research after that day, I never went back to that creepy old house nor that old town. To this day, I still hear that there are strange deaths there and a mysterious yet beautiful woman that sings by the river. But I haven't heard anything about that old crazy bit on her front porch.

Even when I had researched that house and its owners, I could only find a family that was there from the 1890's who had only one daughter. According to some of the historians, the people that lived there were just quiet town folk who raised a couple of farm animals. The girl went to school like all the other kids and there were never any stories of her being abused. There were also no boys, no disappearing mother, and no father that died when the girl was of 21 years of age. Stranger still, there was no one reportedly living there that day I stopped by to use the phone.

Perhaps the only story that was meant to be told was the story of how for one day, I was listening to the strange stories of a woman that was never there at all.