3peat: sunday whirl #277 words; mlmm wordle #132 words; Tuesday Photo Challenge #142, image: Rich Howman
They found her handbag wedged in the groove of a tree. At least, her roomie, Joanie, id’d it as hers. That he had her was obvious. Inside all personal items left had been dipped in bleach and placed in baggies like evidence bags. Good luck Forensics. Wish NCSI was for real. No Abby here to find an Achilles heel among the bleached. The for real stuff makes the entertainment look like kiddie shows. Back to the files, look for patterns, find the kinky bit that’d slip him up. So we wouldn’t find her dead. So dead, we’d be heaving. Known as the heave squad within the bureau cause we only got the sickies. The real sickies that beat Dexter out every time.
The screeching gets to me every time. Why can’t they shut up when I ask so polite. No fist. No electric wire and water. No duct tape. Just a Big Mac, fries, coke and some quiet while I work, honey. But they want it their way – no accounting for the gasoline it took, the carbon footprint, just to bring them a token of my affection. I need to know their anatomy, down to the very marrow, before the lime.
Not fair. He gave me all the flattery about my hair, my bare feet in the mud of that spring day in the orchard. He didn’t care about the clutter in our apartment. Or, if I’d do all the chattering and he sat silent, pounding the pillow, or stroking the cat. His lovemaking was inexhaustible. But, he kidnaps Joanie. Behind my back. All the time it was Joanie he creepily lusted for. I was just a front, a shell. Not fair. Now I’m just the room mate who identified the handbag. The former girlfriend who brought Mr. Creep into her life. Cameras only come by when I’ve been crying and my hair’s all messy.
Only light from the computer screen. Lost nuance yesterday. I need a bellwether – someone to lead me to the answers. I didn’t expect she’d be the one.
Damn, this one is a twister. Now she is in the net, too late to toss. Maybe the roomie would have been better – she already tasted my treasures.
Okay, just knock on the door and say I need absolution – tell em reload the computer with this and hand them the flash drive. The video he didn’t know of our lovemaking. The frozen frame of his face. The condom with his seed in a Ziploc baggie like an evidence bag. I’m so sorry Joanie.
Faustian was the only word that came to mind. To both our minds. The girls didn’t have the vocabulary.
December 8, 2016 at 6:38 pm
This was a chilling piece. I love the change of persons who are talking and thinking, they differ yet at the same time feel similar, which connects so well with the ending.
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December 10, 2016 at 11:52 pm
Thanks Oloriel — it just seemed like 3 people separate but equal.
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December 8, 2016 at 11:22 am
What a tale you’ve woven. Fascinating.
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December 8, 2016 at 11:24 am
Thank you, Teresa.
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December 6, 2016 at 11:23 pm
Well that’s one more reason I feel better that the Internet and phones with cameras weren’t around when I was younger. Crime shows didn’t plant ideas either. Nicely done.
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December 6, 2016 at 11:51 pm
Thanks — seemed like that sort of a response with the words, and the picture capped it.
Yep — folks had “imagination” enough before we could all share ours so easily.
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December 7, 2016 at 12:30 am
Imagination and planning to acquire evidence through sex are slightly different psycho scales
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December 7, 2016 at 12:37 am
True. I almost smiley faced that one.
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December 6, 2016 at 6:22 pm
Great exploration of the words Lorraine you handled them very well…
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December 6, 2016 at 7:06 pm
Thank you kind sir.
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December 6, 2016 at 5:23 am
You are really good at this. Enjoyed this flash
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December 10, 2016 at 11:53 pm
Thanks — glad you enjoyed my combination of various prompts.
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December 6, 2016 at 3:26 am
Evidence is a tricky thing… thanks for bleach and lime can be godsend, just like the planted evidence.
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December 6, 2016 at 6:31 am
True in both incidents. :)
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December 6, 2016 at 1:04 am
A very good story. Thanks for sharing!
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December 6, 2016 at 1:09 am
Thank you for your kind comment.
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December 6, 2016 at 1:14 am
You are welcome!
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