Murder on Memory Lane

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Kelley Bea Anderson 25 years old born May 14, 1987 got pregnant at 18 when she got out of high school. With the guy she thought was gonna spend the rest of her life with, Christopher Young(Chris for short). Kelley now has a seven year old son named Sam. Chris and Kelley did not get married and they did not stay together but Chris does help out with Sam a lot. Chris has Sam every other day or so.

                        Kelley’s P.O.V

       Today is Thursday the 6th, 7:30 morning and Chris, and Sam just walked in the door. The very first thing I noticed was Sam, already dressed, hair combed, shower taken, and teeth brushed I was amazed. I asked Chris and Sam,“Either of you want any breakfast?” Sam replied,” Daddy, and I already ate.” I looked up at Chris, and said back, ”Thanks, Chris.” Chris nodded, I just smiled back and said,”Sam go get your backpack and books.” Sam ran  to his room and did as I said for him to do. When he came back Chris said,”Hey Sam-I-Am I gotta get to work, I love you,” then he squatted down to Sam’s size and kissed him on the forehead and hugged him. Sam replied,”Okay Daddy! Love you too bye, have a good day at work.” Then Chris got up and kissed me on the cheek, and said,”Bye, Kelley.” I said goodbye and he walked out the door and left, I turned to Sam, and said,”Look’s like it’s time to go to school.” Sam gets in the car and I get in the car, and I take Sam to school so I can drop him off. When we get to the school I say,”Love you Sam. Have a good day,” Sam replies,”Okay, love you too” and gives me a kiss. I being the overprotective parent I am like to watch my son walk through the doors, so I did I watched Sam walk through the doors of the tall Intermediate school. Another parent a women I think was dropping their kid off too, and she honked their red mini van horn at me so after I watched Sam walk into the school I pulled out of the school lot. Then I left for work, I am a teacher at one of the the four high schools in this city.

*~~~*Six Hours Later*~~~*

   I go pick up Sam, I see him walk out to the van, he gets in and I ask,”Hey, Sammie. How was school?” He answers back,”Fun, look what I drew for you.” He held up a picture of our family: Him, and Chris and I holding hands I tell him I love it and Sam smiles. “I’ll hang it up at work, okay?” “Okay,” Sam says enthusiastically. When I pull into the driveway its about 4 0’clock, Sam and I go in the house and I turn on the news. Lisa Turner the main reporter said,”A man at the age of 25 had died a few hours ago,” I paused it and I said,”Sam go to your room and shut the door,” he didn’t question it he just went. I pushed play when I heard his door close and she said,”The man’s name is Christopher Young he poisoned, if you have any information on the killer please call this number: 310-840-1926,” so I did. A detective James picked up we talked for hour  about Sam, and Chris and what they mean and to me and how much of a great father Chris was to Sam. When I got off of the phone I shut off the tv and just sat there on the couch, closed my eyes and cried Sam eventually heard me and came out of his room. He sat down beside me on the couch and just hugged me and whispered,”Shhh, Mommy it’s okay, there’s no need to cry.” Then he kissed me on the forehead I couldn’t help but wonder if he knew I don’t think he did or he’d be like me at this point hysterical. I said,” Thanks Sammie, do you wanna go to grandma Angie’s?” Sam shout with excitement,”Yeah!” I smile and wipe my tears away and said,”Okay go get anything you wanna take to grandmas, and hop in the car.” As I pull into the drive, I park the car, and turn it off Sam gets out and runs into the big old sky blue house, same house from when Chris and I were in high school. I smile when I think about Chris. I knock on the door Angie answers wiping her face clearly she was crying. Angie gave me a sad smile and pulled me in for a hug, I hug back. Dan, Angie’s  husband comes over to us and hugs Sam and says,”Hey sport wanna see the latest rocket I’ve been building?” “Yeah!” Sammie replies.  “Follow me, it’s in the shed,” So they both head outside for the shed.  As soon as Angie and I hear the back door close Angie says,”Come Kelley sit with me,” she  points to the couch,”Do you want something to drink coffee, tea, lemonade, water?” “Water is fine,” I reply, Angie says,”Ice?” “yes please.” “Crushed, or cubed?” I smile,”Crushed please.” When she is finished she walks back over to the couch with two cups, she says,”Dear will you move those two coasters over here please.” “Sure,” and I move them over and she sets the cups down. I take a drink and then take a deep breath and sigh. “I haven’t told Sam,” I said. She answered back,”Really?”  “Yeah, I just don’t know how to.” Angie said,”One second,” she walked over to the back door and called the boys in. I asked her what she was doing and she just said for me to follow her lead, so I guess I am. The boys get in the house, Angie says,”Come sit with us Sam, your mother has something to tell you” when she said this I looked straight at her wide eyed. She just gave me this ‘You need to do this’ look, I went with it as Angie told me to. I turned to Sam and I said,”Sammie, daddy died this morning.”

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