Shay Lawless

The Boney Dump Shay Lawless

"Don't go poking the damn hornet's nest with a stick, you hear? Were you born this stupid or did you hit your head somewhere along the line?" That's what my uncle told me a long time ago about stirring things up outside the meadow at night like ghosts, kid-eating clowns, booger men, ghouls, and beastly bugs. He just didn't bother to tell me simply showing up in town was the same as picking up a stick from the ground, whapping the nest really hard, and releasing the nasty things dwelling inside. Every town has its secrets-horrifying, horrible secrets from its past better left to rest. Glen Estes just has a few more than most. It's a curse that won't rest. The town was only one stick poke away from letting things loose again. Then I showed up with the stick. I poked the nest. And I stirred things up, released what lay within. . .