The Woman in the Letter

PART 33

NATALIE

Madeline invited my father and me to dinner. Madeline always believed that there was negative energy in the house that someone passed away. So she thought it would be a good idea to have dinner with them. In every corner of Madeline's house, you would definitely find something, interesting little paintings or figurines. When I enter her house, I feel as if I had entered some Indian or Chinese temple.

My father was talking to Teymur in another room, waiting for food to be prepared.When Madeline said, "The fact that he has not been found so far spoils my nerves" she slapped her forehead slightly with her left hand. "God, I promised myself not to talk about it tonight" She put the fried chicken pieces aside in a clear dish and sat down at the table.I placed a few slices of black bread in a pan. "Do not worry. I don't think about anything else but him"She rubbed her eyelids and stood up again. "There is no news" she murmured. I could not remember seeing her so anxious and nervous. Madeline was always able to stay calm, even in the most difficult situations. Sometimes, even in the most critical moments, her ability to maintain self-control drove me crazy."I spoke to the police today. Before coming here " I said. "What did they say?""They have just clarified that the handwriting in the letter belongs to Paul" I turned my face away as if I was looking for something in the kitchen to hide the nervousness in my face."What?!" approached me "Are they still investigating who is who? The killer walks outside, waving his arms" She tried to take a deep breath. The small blue mark on Madeline's left caught my attention. "God! I'm going crazy" she said."What happened to your arm?" she looked at me.Then she looked at his arm and said, "Yesterday I tried to do yoga to relieve stress. I made the wrong move because my whole body was nervous. I fell" she said, looking at the mark on her arm like she also just saw it like me. Then she went back to his meal and continued to fill the bowl.At dinner, Taylor tried to talk about other topics as much as he could. When he realized that we were pretending to listen to him, he sat down as quietly as we did and played with the food in the bowl. He put the fork on the edge of the plate. "But I believe that we will overcome it together these days. I promise you as a member of this family "After listening to Taylor until the end, my father looked at the table. He was thinking of something else. In any case, it would not be possible to bring his wife back. There was the greatest tragedy for us.Madeline put her hand on Taylors' hand "You're always with us," she said, trying to smile.The incoming call on my phone destroyed the aura for a moment. I apologized, got up, and went to the next room."Mrs. Natalie. I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but I think this news will be important for you" Ian's call was unexpected for me. I am waiting for news from him. But I did not know that he would call me so soon."No worries ""Ms. Natalie" continued after a pause. "Paul Abrams did not leave the country on any of the dates you gave me"The muscles of my hand holding the phone relaxed. Suddenly I started to feel cold. I thought he was with me in the room for a moment. I felt his breath on my neck. It was as if he was looking at me from one corner of the room and smiling.He Disappeared for days. Then, as soon as he returned to the city, the first thing he used to do is to see me, no matter how late it was. He did not want to go to these cities. He hated it. He was dying of being away from me. He mentioned this in every letter.Paul had never been to any of these cities.