Friday Fictioneers – Howlers

© Marie Gail Stratford
© Marie Gail Stratford

Now the Wilsons lived out ‘n the middle of nowhere- ain’t no neighbor for a good 20 miles!  They owned a good chunk of farmland and the rest, well I guess the state never thought they needed it.

John was tellin’ me that they had a field blocked with a barbed fence at the edge of their property, an’ Mrs. Wilson told him never to go over there.  They never said why.  He told me he often heard howls from that field.  Probably coyotes, I thought.  But he said no- women howling.

Well I wonder if they were blocking something out rather than blocking him in.


13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Howlers”

    1. Thank you. I remember hearing about that story in the old-ish book Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark. The art for that book is amazing, I think that’s why it stuck. Kind of a cult classic now.

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  1. Ooh! I love this, especially when I went to the link as I just finished reading “Lone Wolf” about a man who lived with wolves in the wilds of Quebec.
    Now… if the women are howling in joy, that is one thing… 😉


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