'What about a murderer?'

The man's eyes shifted towards the movers who were rolling they're eyes, it was really comical. I kinda pressed my weight all on one leg and lifted the other one up, hoping he'd laugh or something so I could get out of this awkward situation.

'Well, Sir the women at the diner told me there was some murderer around that killed his wife or something. I dont really belive that crap anyway.'

The man set down his can of Moutain Dew and looked around the room, everyone was silent, except for the mover who choked on his Moutain Dew. The man was awfully quiet and never looked me straight in the eye, actully he never looked at me at all. After a bit he spoke, and it was really deep and low.

'Did they give any names?'

I went back into my memory a bit.

!FlashBack!

'Are you new here honey?'

I was kinda off in my own little world and it took my a couple of seconds to reply.

'Yeah, I'm moving off in the woods.'

The man beside me moved over a stool, what did I smell funny or something?

'Oh honey...'

The women shook her head and gave me a sympathy look, what was with these people?The women put her hand over mine.

'Dont move down there, theres a murderer.'

!End Of Flashback!

'No She didnt give any names actully, she just said there was a murderer.'

The man nodded and sat down beside one of my movers, everyone was very uncomfortable, including the man. Actully 'the man' was a really weird name to call someone so I finally piped up.

'So...sir, whats your name?'

He sat there for a second, it looked like he didnt hear me. The movers were all looking at him, he didnt even look back.

'Mort Rainey, and dont call me sir, too formal.'

I didnt like being called 'miss' or 'ma'am' or 'missus'. I could understand Mort a little bit, I also understood why he lived in the middle of nowhere. I sighed and got up, looked around and clapped my hands happily.

'Well we should go Mort, we have things to unload.'

He nodded as all the movers shook his hand and did the thank you's. Then one by one they went out the door. I shook Morts hand and gave him a little smile.

'Well thanks for helping us out of the rain.'

He was awfully quiet, it was really weird. I was hoping he would speak or at least do something, nod or cough. Nothing, he looked like a statue. I walked out the door and stared at the house, it felt very eerie all of a sudden. I shuddered and walked to my house.