Family loyalty
Tuesday, 20 June 2023
‘He deserved it, you know.’ That’s what she said to the man in the doorway. ‘But there’s no way anyone will be able to prove it. She led him back inside and returned to lighting the fire in the wood-burner. She threw in a pair of gloves. For a few moments she watched them burn, then strode over to the sink and washed her hands even more thoroughly than covid-obsessed folks. He was sure her hands were blood-stained and joined her at the sink to check what the water that flowed off her hands looked like.
He said, ‘You know I’m on your side? Whatever you’ve done. That’s family for you.’
He looked at her, searching deep into her eyes. Amazed she was so calm. Frighteningly calm. Wondering at her power – finally.
‘Do you need me to do anything?’ He asked. ‘Move anything? Dispose of anything?’
‘I’ve already done that, brother, dear. He’s floating down the river as we speak.’
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