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the Prom and he had nothing to say about it.
    “Ya know Abs…” he said slowly, “I was actualy thinking I was going to ask you to Prom.” My heart started pounding in my chest and I realized I hadn’t said anything when I heard Max say, “Helo Abby, anybody home?”
    “Sorry.”
    “So that bad, eh? Next time a guy tels you he wanted to ask you out, you might want to let him down a little easier,” he said almost amused.
    “No… I… uh..” I started stuttering not knowing what to say. I wanted to tel him how I felt, that I thought he was the hottest thing on earth but when it came to men, at least sexy men, I was a total wimp.
    Max started to laugh and when he looked ahead his face fel. “Abby stop the car!” he shouted. “Stop the car, stop the car!” he repeated quickly.

    “What?” As I said it I saw what he was seeing and I slammed on the brakes. Just around a bend in the road about a hundred yards ahead of us, a minivan was flipped over, but that wasn’t the worst part. Three birds were pecking at a body on the street and they just drew their attention toward us.
    “What should we do?” I asked as I watched one of the birds jump to the top of the van to get a better view of us.
    “I don’t know. Carter, wake up man. Wake up!”
    Carter bolted awake in a sudden flourish. He was about to start shouting, but I clamped my hand down on his mouth and pointed out the windshield. When he nodded his recognition I released my hand.
    “What do you think we should do?” I asked Carter.
    “Maybe we should just drive through them?” Max offered. “I mean we can’t exactly go back.” I turned around in the driver's seat and watched the birds as Max and Carter tried to figure out what we should do. It seemed to me that at the moment the birds feast was more important, so that bought us some time. As I watched them something caught my eye, a movement. Not made by the birds, but by someone or something inside the van.
    “Carter,” I said as loudly as I could, but he didn’t hear me because he was in a debate with Max about what we should do. Carter wanted to turn back and Max thought we should just put our foot on the gas and barrel through them. I thought that was a damn good idea, but with what I had to say, there might be a change of plans.
    “Carter!” I grabbed him on the shoulder and waved my hand in front of his face to get his attention.
    “What Abby?” he said annoyed and when he saw my reaction he immediately softened.
    “Tel me what you see inside that van.”
    Carter leaned over the front seat and rested his hands on the dashboard. He squinted hard and I silently watched him as a drop of sweat roled down his temple.
    “Holy shit,” he said as his mouth dropped.
    “What?” Max asked. “What do you see?”
    “There is someone inside of that van,” I said. When his face stil looked confused I added, “alive.” Max’s eyes opened wide and he quickly pushed Carter aside to have a look for himself.
    “Wel we gotta get them,” Max said.
    That being his first reaction, made my feelings for him grow. He was so much like my father. Everything I respected in a man; brave, honorable and selfless. He always wanted to play the hero no matter what the risk.
    “What are you crazy?” Carter said. “That might not even be a person, it could be a demon bird inside that van, or it could be something else. You realy want to take that risk?”
    “Carter, you said yourself that the whole point of this trip was to kil every damn demon we saw, wel I see three right there!” Max said pointing his finger out the windshield.
    “So do I.” I added for good measure.
    After a short pause Carter gave in to our reasoning. “You’re right,” Carter admitted while dropping back into the seat. “What do you think we should do?” I watched him sit there for a moment, al our minds reeling, trying to figure out what to do. Carter picked at the little crocodile emblem on his polo shirt, while Max rifled