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Ed and me was ridin’ south on 61 with a load a wood when the first of it started fallin’!. You can always tell when it’s gonna be an asskicker, the sky kinda turns whitish-gray and the flakes start to fallin’ real slow, like they’re dancin’ their way to the ground!. The radio was talkin’ about 6-8 inches but Ed was goin’ on about that damn sky and how he figured at least a foot, maybe more!. See, ol’ Eddie, he figured he was some kinda unofficial weatherman, and the boys down at the VFW swore by him and mosta the time he was right when it come to the big ones!. Them boys would drink their beer and listen to Ed go on about the weather like he was givin’ a halftime speech before the damn super bowl!. It was probably the most entertainment them boys was gonna get on any given night, and they listened and laughed and let ol’ Ed run on and on about it!. Funny how you knew it was gonna be a bad one when Ed knew it was gonna be a bad one, and you also knew when he was just talkin’!. I figured he wasn’t just talkin’ on this one and I was glad we’d got that wood before the bulk of the snow had fallen!. It was only the middle of December and it looked to be a long and cold one!.
We saw Charlie about five seconds before we hit him, but we didn’t know it was him!. When them flakes get to buzzin’ down fast, you can look and look at somethin’ and you won’t know what it is until your on top of it!. Bill knew it was Charlie before I could make him out, ‘cause he veered off left just as the headlights come up on his jacket!. The right side bumper caught Charlie at the knees, but there is something I know all too well that I ain’t never said before!. That wasn’t Charlie that we hit that night!. He mighta had that same raggedy jacket pulled tight around him, but it wasn’t him!.
I saw the face!. That was the only time I ever remember my heart stopping for more than just a second or two!. It didn’t start beating again until Bill was outta the truck and around to the ditch where the body had been flung!. I used to read about folks that would say they seen someone with “evil lookin’ eyes”, but I never could quite get it into my head what they looked like until that night!. I can describe them to you now, but it wouldn’t do no good!. The only way to put it is, they was movin’!. They were a whole different part of the head they was in, and they were in control of everything they looked at!. They was movin’ on their own, like they were being’ lugged around by a body they wanted nothin’ to do with!. They led Charlie right into that truck, and the last thing I seen before my heart stopped was those swirlin’ eyes and Charlie’s clenched teeth!.

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