It was a dark and starry night.Roxette was driving relentlessly towards an unknown destination.She needed to be alone.It was a night that was clothed in acrimony.
She parked outside a motel and after
checking in sat with a bottle of bourbon.She drank and sobbed at the same time.
She now missed Harry night and day.
She heard a knock on the door.She ignored it.She was not going to debate with the staff now.The knock persisted and finally she went to the door.On opening it she saw a familiar face .She was not sure whether the vision was real or delusional.
" Roxy my dear, look at you, ..", he said.
" Where have you been?" she cried incredulously.
" I'm extremely sorry ," he replied.
" Why are you hiding?" she asked.
" It's a long story," he said.
" Tell me right now, why?" she demanded
" Can I come in?" he asked.
"Yes of course," she replied.
The door closed and he began to narrate an insidious account that dispelled all her belief and faith in him.
Terry had been outstation on a civil
enterprise.He was returning when he
crashed into another vehicle on the same road.The passenger was a young
mother with her four year old daughter.She was hurt and unconscious.The child was crying bitterly.He carried the passenger into his car and proceeded to calm the child.He kept her on the seat beside himself and put on the safety belt.As he turned direction he drove towards the nearest hospital.
The doctor's attended to the mother who died in the operation theatre leaving behind a bewildered four year old.The police took Terry into custody.
The family welfare centre took the child into a foster home.
Terry had been encapsulated into a life that had no meaning thereafter.
He served a sentence of three years imprisonment.He could not contact his wife or colleagues.
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Where Do I Begin
Mystery / ThrillerA young regressionist finds one of her clients in deep turmoil and as she intervenes she discovers that she is in the grip of the perpetrator.Will she survive after she resolves to put an end to this entity?
