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Judith's POV

The moment I heard that car pulling away, I backed out. Running back to the kitchen I glanced at the clock on the wall- almost noon, she must be back to prepare lunch.

The minute I reached the window, I heard the door click then open, And I jumped off the window getting got out of there. After shutting the window down, I peeked back and saw the mother, Mrs. Mitchell shuffling some bags and arranging them on the kitchen table, I wasted no more time and left.

Making my way back to the car I took off my gloves to raise no suspicion, that is the last thing I need, not after what happened in Denver, never again, I hope wherever that woman is...she chokes on her food.

After Getting in the car, I threw my gloves And jacket in the backseat then drove off after studying Mrs. Mitchell's car just to keep it in mind. "Well, that's enough for the day..." I let out a long breath and then started thinking about my next move.

'They won't be home...so It can't be done tonight...damn it." I started thinking about this situation and what to do best, as I was driving I came across a diner, time for lunch.

After settling inside the little diner, which was surprisingly crowded- that can only mean one thing, the food must be good here.
I started looking through the menu, a burger and fries would do.

When I was done ordering, I leaned back and looked down at my hands that sat on my lap.

'The woods, I've only done it there once...it shouldn't be that hard- I mean..they'll be fewer people around which is...great.' I thought about the options I have, and one thing I know is that waiting till they come back from their little camping trip isn't an option.

Yes, I'm almost done with this...I have to get this over with then I can go back...he must be waiting- yes he is waiting and I can't leave him alone any longer.

My food arrived, it disturbed my thinking process but that didn't matter, because I decided to get it done tomorrow night.
do I like the woods? No.
Is it a good place to get my task done? Yes.

Finishing my plate, I waved at the waitress letting her know that I'm done, after placing some money on the table I thought about ordering a cup of coffee and just staying there longer; however my attention turned to the door as I heard it open, 2 men walked in and stopped to take a look around, it was a crowded diner and still is one. I found myself scanning the dinner as well, there's no empty seats or tables.

I glanced back at the 2 men who were still looking around for an empty table or seats, 'I guess I can skip coffee..' I decided to just leave at the moment since I was done eating anyways and they can have my table,
a good deed....I'll need to do more of these when I'm done with this job.

I grabbed my things and got up, walking to the door; the closer I get the better I can see the 2 men now. One of the men- the shorter one, had dark brown hair and dark eyes, a sharp jaw, and some facial hair. The other one, had light brown hair, facial hair- and well that's all I managed to see before stopping in front of them, the shorter guy turned his attention to me.

"I'm leaving, there's an empty table over there.." I said as I pointed back at my table that was now being cleaned by the waiter, I glanced back at them, more looking at the shorter guy who is- well taller than me, last time I checked I'm around 5'3 and this man must be around 5'8, don't get me started on the other one he looks around 6 foot tall.

The shorter one gave me a look then glanced at the table and back at me, I waited a second for him to say something but it never came so there's no reason to dwell more on it. I started walking past them and grabbed the door when I heard the taller man say- more like mumble
"Thanks." He said as the both of them started walking towards the table.

I paid no more attention to that and just exited the diner, driving away after getting in my car.

Biting My bottom lip- which is something that became a habit of mine over the past years whenever I'm lost in my thoughts, I started thinking about what to do for the rest of the day. After a couple of minutes, I found myself driving back to the motel. 'There's no use in wasting gas..' I thought to myself.

Arriving back at the motel, I got out of the car and looked around when I remembered I passed a playground not far from here yesterday, maybe I can go for a walk.

A walk it was, dangling my car keys in my hand I started walking along the sidewalk heading to the park I passed yesterday.

This is my...last task. Is it? Why doesn't it feel like it? I know it is- it has to be.
After all, it's been 4 years since....that day,
since them, since him.
I wonder...how is he doing...he should be okay, it's a long way from home but I'll get there once it's all done- yes I have to.

The park wasn't that far from the motel, I made it there around 10 minutes. Once I stepped into it, I started looking around, some kids are running around, and of course, where there are children there are....mothers.

I found an empty bench and sat down, taking another look around I found myself looking back at the gathered mothers who sat together and chatted. Mothers, mother, mommy...

I keep tugging on the cross around my neck, mine and my mother's before me, she liked this one.

Old moments and memories flooded my mind, they seem...foreign and unnatural to me, almost unrealistic for me to have...as if I didn't have them before. I found myself thinking about my current situation, I still can't believe this is my last, did I get too tangled in this? After all years, the different faces, the tears.
Is it too late for me now?
Am I even capable of starting anew?
Can I leave behind what has become familiar? But then again, I already abandoned what used to be familiar to me once, I can do it again.

Sitting on the bench, lost in thoughts; I found myself biting on my bottom lip again, "mh- ugh...stop that...no no-" I mumbled to myself- then it hit me as Many other things flooded my mind I remembered.....last night's feeling.

Wait, What was that again? Damn it..
nothing happened so maybe it's nothing.
It's not always nothing though....

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