Chinese Whispers
The Legend of Judy McKay: Small-town folklore, or something more?
I’ve lived my whole life in Ennis Point. It’s a quiet little rural town where everybody knows each other and nobody locks their doors at night. We’re about a hundred miles away from any big city and that’s how we like it. We’re self-sufficient, fly under the radar and our police force consists of about five detectives, who rarely have anything to do.
Anybody who grew up in Ennis Point has heard the story of Judy McKay. Her story is one passed down from generation to generation in the form of a rhyme that everybody knows.
Little Judy McKay went to school one day
With a ribbon in her hair and a pink knapsack
Her parents waited but she never came back
Little Judy McKay went to school one day
With a skip in her step, she was eager to learn
But Little Judy McKay would never return
People used to say that it was just a tale that parents told their children to make them behave; our own kind of Boogeyman. Over the years it had morphed into a legend of its own; one that had been adapted and turned into some kind of ghost story that kids used to scare each other.
