and , carried away with the horrors of the history of these woods in her own backyard , she then told him about the screaming in the woods behind the house , how every time she heard a screech owl she thought it was a woman screaming , how some years before , abortions were done in the backseats of cars in the woods with nothing to kill the pain and now it was just screech owls back there but sometimes , sometimes she thought maybe it was the ghosts of those women .