Sister Bird: Billy and the Demons of Espanola

By Ronald Adams

This book is about a spring and summer in 1952 in a small neighborhood in the town of Espanola, Florida. During that spring and summer, that small neighborhood was visited by two demons, Seesaw and Bansanti. Those two demons held that neighborhood in fear for the entire spring and summer of 1952. All the people who had encounters with those two demons are dead now, and there is no way to prove those demons ever existed. Some people who still live in that neighborhood say the demons never existed; others say the demons did exist. Rumors are still told in that neighborhood about those two demons. Some say one day, Basanti the demon will return to that neighborhood for revenge.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: May 26, 2017
• ISBN: 9781532023569

Ronald Adams

Ronald Adams graduate from SUNY Farmingdale and UCSB, three children Jasmine, Justin and Troy, national Tae Kwon Do champion, national; NJCAA wrestling champion, legally blind, author of ten other books, live in Palm Coast, Florida www.ronaldadams52.wix.com/ronaldadamsjet,

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iUniverse rev. date: 05/27/2017

Contents

Introduction

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Introduction

This story starts in a small neighborhood in Espanola, Florida the year of 1952. In the year of 1952 Espanola was the largest potato producing town in Florida. Every year hundreds of migrant workers passed through Espanola to harvest the potatoes. The majority of those migrant workers who traveled to Espanola to harvest the potatoes were Negros. While those migrant workers were in Espanola for the brief potato season on Friday and Saturday nights they would go party at the only Negro neighborhood in Espanola. By the time the potato season was over those migrant workers passing through Espanola had turned that Negro neighborhood upside down. Those migrant workers would be fighting, gambling, stealing, lying, getting drunk and leaving young under age women pregnant never to see those women again. In the year 1952 all that changed when those migrant workers came back to Espanola for the 1952 potato harvest.

In that Negro neighborhood, there was an elderly woman who was thought to be about 80 years old in the year of 1952. She went by the name of Sister Bird. Nobody knew how old she really was or her real name, where she came from, who her relatives were, if she was a Negro woman or a white woman because of the color of her milky white skin and as far as anybody in the neighborhood knew she had been there forever. All the people in the neighborhood respected and loved Sister Bird because she would make potions to heal sickness, aches, pains and made lucky charms to ward off evil spirits. She was also a mid-wife who delivered babies and had taken in a mentally challenged negro baby boy she named Billy. Billy had been left on her door steps when he was a baby. Sister Bird had witnessed how those migrant workers were destroying her neighborhood for many years over and over so by March of 1952 she had enough of those migrant workers turning her neighborhood upside down and was going to do something about it.

Chapter

One

Early one Saturday morning in March sister Bird walked around the corner from her house to Big Jake’s house. Big Jake worked all year-round in the potato fields of Espanola, lived in a two room shack he built on a small piece of property. Big Jake didn’t buy the piece of property he just built his house on the lot and called it home. Big Jake was in his late fifties but some say Big Jake had lived in that neighborhood just as long as Sister Bird and didn’t know his real age. When Sister Bird got to Big Jake’s house.

Knock, knock, knock on Big Jakes door.

Who is it Big Jake shouted from inside the house.

Sister Bird Big Jake open the door,

Give me a minute to put on my pants Big Jake replied.

About fifty seconds later Big Jake opened the fragile wooden door made from wooden planks and said.

Come on in Sister Bird.

Once they were both inside Big Jake said.

Have a seat Sister Bird and they both sat down in two chairs at a make shift kitchen table.

Why up so early in the morning Sister Bird? Jake asked.

I need a ride to Bulb Tucker’s house in St. Augustine Sister Bird responded.

Bulb Tucker the Warlock’s house in St. Augustine! Big Jake responded surprisingly.

Yes, Bulb Tucker’s house Sister Bird replied calmly.

Why Bulb Tucker’s house Sister Bird Big Jake asked.

That’s my business Big Jake Sister Bird responded.

I don’t know Sister Bird I’m scared of Bulb Tucker. I remember what he did to Eddie Pete because Eddie Pete beat up his niece and raped her. Bulb Tucker did some kind of spell on Eddie Pete and both of Eddie Pete hands shriveled up Big Jake replied.

Eddie Pete deserved it. Eddie Pete was going around beating up young girls, raped them and left them pregnant. Just like Big Bo is doing now and he’s going to get his real soon. Eddie Pete is lucky Bulb Ticker didn’t shrivel up that other thang Sister Bird responded.

Big Jake laughed and said.

That’s right and continued to laugh.

Now Big Jake am I going to get that ride or what? Sister Bird asked.

Yeah Sister Bird, let me get my car key Big Jake replied.

Big Jake got his car key and he and Sister Bird drove to St. Augustine. When Big Jake was around the corner from Bulb Tucker’s house Big Jake stopped the car, looked at Sister Bird and said.

This is as far as I go.

Sister Bird didn’t even look at Big Jake she just got out of the car and Big Jake said.

I’ll be waiting rite here.

Sister Bird didn’t respond again and kept walking too Bulb Tuckers house.

Bulb Tucker lived on a short dead end street with no street lights. There were only three other houses on the block besides Bulb Tucker’s house and those other three house were vacant. People were afraid to move into any of the other three houses on the block. People said that spirits occupied those three vacant houses, the spirits could be heard and seen looking through the windows of the vacant houses at night by those who had the nerve to walk pass the vacant hose at twelve midnights. Matter of fact people in that St. Augustine neighborhood said one night a drunk man took a challenge to walk pass the vacant houses at twelve midnights and was never seen again. Now that drunk man is one of those spirits that can be heard and seen standing at the windows at the vacant houses. Bulb Tucker’s house was located at the end of the block where the dead end ended and Bulb Tucker’s property begin. The front door of Bulb Tucker’s house faced the street and he could see whoever or whatever was coming down the block toward his house. The entire block was creepy and Bulb Tucker’s house was even more creepier. Bulb Tucker’s house was set back about fifty feet off the road. All kinds of junk, garbage, debris were spread around the front yard and a narrow dirt walkway led to the front door. Three baby pigs, six chickens and twelve furrow cats roamed around the yard and the smell was horrible. Nobody walked on the block or drove down the block unless they were going to see Bulb Tucker. Sister Bird had no fear of walking down Bulb Tucker’s block day or night because she was just as powerful or more powerful with the spirits as Bulb Tucker was. As Sister Bird walked up the narrow dirt walkway toward Bulb Tucker’s front door those three baby pigs, twelve cats, six chickens saw Sister Bird they became still like statues and their eyes followed every move Sister Bird made. When Sister Bird got to the front door and prepared to knock the door opened before she could knock, it was Bulb Tucker. Bulb Tucker was a negro warlock with dark brown weathered beaten skin, about four feet five inches tall, one hundred thirty pounds with a muscular built, the whites of his eye were blood red, a head full of coal black hair in dreads, coal black full beard, mustache and long dirty finger nails.

Come in Sister Bird I’ve been expecting this visit Bulb Tucker says.

People of the spirits didn’t waste useless talk with the formalities of hello, how’s the family and talk like that they got right to the point. So, Sister Bird walked pass Bulb Tucker into the house and Bulb Tucker and shut the door behind her. When Bulb Tucker shut the door the baby pigs, chickens and cats begin to move about the front yard again. As soon as Sister bird stepped into Bulb Tucker’s house she smelt the pungent odor of death mixed with the sweet smell of the magic herds, animals, potions and whatever Bulb Tucker was cooking on the stove.

Well what brings my friend Sister Bird here? Bulb Tucker asked.

Bulb I need the demon Seesaw for my neighborhood before those migrant workers come back to Espanola for the potato season. They have been destroying my neighborhood for years now and I’ve had enough Sister Bird responded.

Seesaw is one of the most powerful good demons there is Sister Bird Bulb Tucker responded.

I know that and that’s who I want Seesaw Sister Bird replied

Well, Sister Bird Seesaw is a good choice because the only other demon that can kill Seesaw is Basanti and from what I heard that big cracker Mudd Bucket has finally caught Basanti and is waiting to ship Basanti to the people who will send Basanti back to the hell where Basanti came from Bulb Tucker responded.

Old Mudd Bucket been after Basanti for the last five years Sister Bird replied.

Mudd Bucket is the best demon hunter there is and that cracker is just as strong as a demon. I know one thing if it was me I would never tangle with Basanti Bulb Tucker responded.

Bulb what makes Basanti so mean? Sister Bird replied.

Basanti is a meat eater and they are the worst kind of demons there is. Nobody knows where Basanti come from or how to kill Basanti Bulb Tucker responded.

Well that’s enough talk. What’s it going to cost me for Seesaw? Sister Bird replied.

It’s going to cost five hundred dollars. It’s going to take me two days to conjure up Seesaw. I’ll start right away Bulb Tucker responded.

Okay I’ll be back Monday morning Sister Bird replied, turned, opened the door and exited Bulb Tucker’s house.

When Sister Bird stepped outside the door once again the baby pigs, chickens and cat outside froze like statues again and watched Sister Bird until she was off Bulb Tucker’s property. After Sister Bird stepped off Bulb Tucker’s property the baby pigs, chickens and cats resume moving around the yard. When Sister Bird got to the corner of the block and turned left at the end of the block to walk to where Big Jake was waiting in the car. Bulb Tucker still watching from the doorway of his house waited until Sister Bird turned the corner at the end of the block and said.

Mo-neck-mo-toll-hissi-hissi and two cats and one chicken walked pass Bulb Tucker into the house. Once the two cats and one chicken was inside Bulb Tucker followed them into the house and closed the door.

Thirty seconds later the door opened and Bulb Tucker came out of the house with a croak sack, a widdler stick, walked to one of the vacant houses, opened the door, went inside and closed the door behind himself. One-minute later Bulb Tucker came back out of the vacant house with something in the croak sack. Whatever was in the croak sack was kicking up a fuss so bad from inside the croak sack Bulb Tucker had to hold the croak sack with two hands. When Bulb Tucker got back to his house he went inside closed and locked the front door behind himself.

When Sister Bird got back into the car with Big Jake Sister Bird said.

okay Jake we can leave.

Big Jake cranked the car and drove off headed back to Espanola. For the first five minutes of the ride back to Espanola Sister Bird sat quietly not saying anything to Big Jake. Big Jake would take his eyes off the road every now and then during those five minutes of the drive back