It Had To Be Done

It Had To Be Done

A Story by Karen_Z
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Short murder/justice story

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The milk it too cold.  He's never going to drink it if the milk is too cold. 

 

With shaking hands, she poured the milk from the mug back into the pan and turned the burner to medium. 

 

Am I trying to fail?  I made this decision.  This is my choice.  I need to decide, did I make a mistake?  If not, then I have to pull myself together and get it done.  Great, now I'm lecturing myself on what I should do.

 

Waiting for the milk to warm she stares out the window at the blowing and drifting snow, and replays the scene burned forever into memory.  She had forgotten her scarf, the hideous orange and green scarf that Mrs. Maiden had hand knitted for her.  Mrs. Maiden was so proud of that scarf.  She knew if she went to meet her for coffee and wasn't wearing the scarf it was sure to be noticed, and she couldn't bear the thought of hurting the dear lady's feelings.  She opened the door and headed down the hall to the closet for her scarf, when she noticed the rear door to the main office was ajar.  In her 20 years here she had never seen that door open.  She stepped to the door and peered inside.  Both hands flew to her mouth to stifle the scream trying to burst from her lips.  Turning, she ran for the outer door and out into the cold.

 

With a start she turned from the window and her memory and realized the milk had started to thicken.  Perfect.  She added the milk to the mug and placed it on the tray along with the evening paper and carried down the hall.

 

She knocked softly on the office door.

 

"I've brought you some hot chocolate with the paper."

 

"Why thank you, how very thoughtful."

 

As he sipped the hot chocolate, she said, "I'm leaving for the evening, is there anything else you need before I go?"

 

"Sister Margaret, I think there is something terribly wrong", he gasped. 

 

As he  lowered the mug from his lips, Father O'Malley's eyes grew wide and he began gasping for air.

 

"Yes, there is something terribly wrong Father.  The evil I saw you committing is terribly wrong, and I cannot let that happen to any more children.  It will be over soon, and then a new priest will come and we will be a Godly parish once again."

 

© 2013 Karen_Z


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If you are going to italicize her thoughts you should italicize the first line. Who is Mrs. Maiden? Would the poison take effect so soon? You could try adding a few more lines in between, maybe describing his looks or something. The last lines of the sister talking sounds too forced. I don't think anyone would word it quite like that. You could try to play around with the wording a bit to find what sounds the most natural.

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Karen_Z

11 Years Ago

Thank you for the feedback. I am always looking on ways to improve and your comments are spot on. .. read more



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If you are going to italicize her thoughts you should italicize the first line. Who is Mrs. Maiden? Would the poison take effect so soon? You could try adding a few more lines in between, maybe describing his looks or something. The last lines of the sister talking sounds too forced. I don't think anyone would word it quite like that. You could try to play around with the wording a bit to find what sounds the most natural.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Karen_Z

11 Years Ago

Thank you for the feedback. I am always looking on ways to improve and your comments are spot on. .. read more
Quite nice. Very Shocking in its content.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Karen_Z

11 Years Ago

Thank you for the feedback. I will be reading as much as I can the next couple of days and will ret.. read more

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