“It’s going to be fine.”
The words echoed through my brain as I dug the grave
in the middle of the forest. My boyfriend, Andrew was my alibi. As long as no
one came by or saw me in the next three hours then I’d be fine. I felt so
guilty but if I hadn’t clobbered Paul over the head with that statue then he
might have killed me or… No, I had to forget, the forest would take him and I’d
never have to think about him again.
Driving back I made sure I wasn’t seen and the car
returned. I entered the house through the backyard and crawled into bed beside
a sleeping Andrew. When I woke it was late morning and Andrew was still
sleeping his back to me. I kissed him on the cheek. He was cold and I pulled
back the sheets to find him blue grey and dead.
I picked up my cell phone but it wouldn’t turn on. I
heard noises in the kitchen and I picked up the lamp and walked into the
kitchen.
“Missed me Sharron?” a dishevelled muddy and leaf
covered Paul asked me.
I fainted, the doctor says I imagined Paul and
killed Andrew; but I know the truth Paul came back from the dead and took the
one person I loved. Paul is annoying and insistent that he’s staying with me
forever.
I tell you this tale and beg you can you make him
leave me alone?
©Sheilagh Lee September10, 2018
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