The lights went out all at once, like the sudden throwing of a breaker switch. It could have been the power. It was a cold autumn night with those big fat clouds rolling across the sky with ill intent, blotting out the moon at intervals as if life was a spooky horror film. It was threatening rain and in the rundown neighborhood we had gathered at this evening, with landlords investing most of their dollars on tall boys and white powder and Church’s chicken and very little on utility bills and electrical upkeep, unannounced darkness was not unexpected.
Songs Of The South
