The PaybackA Story by Robert ElbertsonAfter an accident, a woman is faced with a terrible decisionA light mist of rain
began to fall. Victor Mazurich watched solemnly as they lowered the small coffin into the freshly dug grave. Victor has been coming here
for the past few years to pay his respects to his wife Alexis. His son Arthur
would be spending eternity next to his mother. In the last five years, Victor
had lost his family; his wife to cancer and his son to a freak accident while
playing with a school friend. Arthur fell or was pushed he hit his head on the
ground; he lingered in a coma for three days before he finally died. The police
ruled it an accident. As the preacher
finished the prayer, Victor place a small flower on his son’s casket and said a
prayer. Victor waited until the casket was completely in the ground before he
quietly turned and walked away. As Victor approached the car, his
chauffeur/body guard opened the door for him. Victor slid into the back seat of
the limousine. Daniel Reese did not
go to school today. His mother, Natalie, wanted to keep him home for a few
days, until the shock of the events wore off. She wasn't sure if she should
send flowers to Victor Mazurich; there wasn't exactly a protocol for this sort
of thing. The last time Natalie saw Victor was at the official hearing to
determine if it was an accident or foul play. The day of the court
hearing, Daniel told his side of the story; how they were horsing around when
Arthur fell backwards and hit his head. The court accepted the story and ruled
it an accident. Natalie tried to talk to Victor, to tell him how sorry she was.
Victor just stared at her with his dark emotionless eyes. A chill ran down
Natalie’s spine. She was afraid. Life for the Reeses’
slowly moved forward. Three weeks had gone by; Daniel was back at school,
trying to cope with what had happened. Daniel spent one hour a week seeing a
counselor that the school had provided. Natalie too, was dealing with
everything the best way she could. She had been raising Daniel on her own ever since
her husband left. She did the best she could. Maybe it wasn't good enough? One day while
Natalie was home, she was startled by a sharp knock at the door. She walked to
the door, looking out through the pane of glass, her heart nearly stopped.
Victor Mazurich was standing looking back at her with those same dark eyes. She
cautiously opened the door; “Hello Mr. Mazurich.” She said her voice
trembling. “Good afternoon Mrs.
Reese.” Victor replied. “I was hoping we could talk.” “Uh, sure, please
come in.” Natalie opened the door to allow Victor into her home. He was a tall
man, well over six feet. He was dressed impeccably. Victor Mazurich was an
imposing figure. “Can I get you
something to drink?” “Coffee, soda, anything?” “No thank you Mrs.
Reese.” “Please, have a seat
Mr. Mazurich; I did not get a chance to tell you how sorry I am about all of
this.” “If there is anything I can do, please let me know.” “I appreciate your
sentiment Mrs. Reese.” Victor said as he sat down on the couch. “But I doubt
you will be able to bring my son back to me.” “No, Mr. Mazurich.”
“I can’t do that no matter how much I want to.” “By the way, how is
Daniel doing?” “He is dealing with
everything the best he can, he is seeing a counselor at school.” “Although I
don’t know how much good it is doing him.” “Guilt is a terrible
burden for anyone to bear, especially children.” “Please understand
Mr. Mazurich, it was an accident.” “Yes Mrs. Reese, I
am aware of the court’s ruling.” Victor sat silently
for a moment before asking; “How old are you Mrs. Reese?” The question caught
Natalie off guard, she quickly composed herself and said; “I am thirty three.” “How serious are you
about you making this right?” “I am not sure; I
guess whatever is in my power to do so.” “Well I have a proposition
for you, Mrs. Reese.” “What would that
be?” “Give me a child.” “Excuse me!?”
Natalie said. “I am not giving you Daniel.” “I do not want
Daniel, I want you to have my child.” Natalie legs went
weak. Was he serious? Was this some kind of sick game? “What do you mean you
want me to have your child?” “It’s simple Mrs.
Reese.” “You will have my child.” “Mr. Mazurich, this
is insane.” “I can’t do it.” “No, Mrs. Reese,
insanity is having to live everyday knowing your child was taken away from
you.” “Mr. Mazurich, I am
very, very sorry for what happened to Arthur, but you can’t expect me to have
your child.” “Mrs. Reese, let me
put this plainly and simply.” “You will have my child.” “I know several
good fertility doctors.” “Sex will not be required.” “I will pay for
everything, from insemination, through the pregnancy until the birth.” “Once
the child is born, you will give it to me and that will be the last time you
will ever hear from us.” “If you do not agree to this, you will never see
Daniel again.” “You have twenty four hours to make your decision.” © 2014 Robert ElbertsonFeatured Review
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Added on November 23, 2014Last Updated on November 24, 2014 Tags: fiction, short story |