Derek In Search of Debbie
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 74
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Derek quietly made his way to the front desk of the motel. The high schooler was unsurprised to see the old crank who sold them their rooms sound asleep in his chair when he walked in. Luckily he didn't have to look hard to find what he came for. Sitting on the hard wooden desk were the man's car keys.
Bingo
He quickly snatched the keys and sprinted back out the door without any one being the wiser.
"Thanks gramps." Derek whispered cheerfully as the door shut behind him.
If Derek thought swiping the old man's car keys was easy, finding his car would prove to be even easier. Right in front of the office sat a beat up junker sitting in spot with a faded reserved for management sign in front. He definitely wasn't winning any drag races that thing, but wheels were wheels. The car was so old it didn't even have electronic unlock feature. Still it started up fine.
Derek sat there for a moment as the car engine heated up. He looked towards where his dad's room was. Steve should've been the one trying to track down Debbie. She was still his wife after all, and Derek's mom. He hoped Steve still loved her but he was beginning to fear that was just childish wishful thinking. His father seemed so apathetic to what was going on. If Steve was so quick to abandon his wife who was to says he wouldn't do the same to him or his sisters. No matter. Derek wasn't ready to abandon Debbie. Not yet.
Derek quietly pulled out of the Glenn Manning Motel lot and onto the road. This late at night and with the chaos going on he was probably the only one on the road besides maybe the military or police. Getting pulled over in a stolen vehicle was the least of Derek's concerns right now. He hit the gas and heard the tailpipe back fire before making a beeline towards the last location the two giant women were last seen.
Derek was somewhat familiar with the area. It was an old fair ground that often hosted seasonal carnivals. He remembered always going around Halloween time as a kid but they hadn't been in many years. How he yearned a return to those simpler times.
Derek pulled the car off to the side of the road. Far enough so anyone passing by would assume it was just some broken down heap of junk. It already looked the part. He found a large flashlight in the glove compartment and ventured off down a rugged trail.
Despite his light Derek still had trouble navigating the dense terrain. He feared he would get turned around out here and never find his way back. His thoughts were interrupted as he went to plant his next footstep but instead felt a drop and face planted onto some compressed grass. His flashlight slowly rolled in front of him as lifted his head up. When he did he didn't need a light to know what he had fall into. It was a giant shoe print from either his mom or Erica. Either way it didn't matter and it wasn't the only one. He was getting close.
Bingo
He quickly snatched the keys and sprinted back out the door without any one being the wiser.
"Thanks gramps." Derek whispered cheerfully as the door shut behind him.
If Derek thought swiping the old man's car keys was easy, finding his car would prove to be even easier. Right in front of the office sat a beat up junker sitting in spot with a faded reserved for management sign in front. He definitely wasn't winning any drag races that thing, but wheels were wheels. The car was so old it didn't even have electronic unlock feature. Still it started up fine.
Derek sat there for a moment as the car engine heated up. He looked towards where his dad's room was. Steve should've been the one trying to track down Debbie. She was still his wife after all, and Derek's mom. He hoped Steve still loved her but he was beginning to fear that was just childish wishful thinking. His father seemed so apathetic to what was going on. If Steve was so quick to abandon his wife who was to says he wouldn't do the same to him or his sisters. No matter. Derek wasn't ready to abandon Debbie. Not yet.
Derek quietly pulled out of the Glenn Manning Motel lot and onto the road. This late at night and with the chaos going on he was probably the only one on the road besides maybe the military or police. Getting pulled over in a stolen vehicle was the least of Derek's concerns right now. He hit the gas and heard the tailpipe back fire before making a beeline towards the last location the two giant women were last seen.
Derek was somewhat familiar with the area. It was an old fair ground that often hosted seasonal carnivals. He remembered always going around Halloween time as a kid but they hadn't been in many years. How he yearned a return to those simpler times.
Derek pulled the car off to the side of the road. Far enough so anyone passing by would assume it was just some broken down heap of junk. It already looked the part. He found a large flashlight in the glove compartment and ventured off down a rugged trail.
Despite his light Derek still had trouble navigating the dense terrain. He feared he would get turned around out here and never find his way back. His thoughts were interrupted as he went to plant his next footstep but instead felt a drop and face planted onto some compressed grass. His flashlight slowly rolled in front of him as lifted his head up. When he did he didn't need a light to know what he had fall into. It was a giant shoe print from either his mom or Erica. Either way it didn't matter and it wasn't the only one. He was getting close.
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