200 words precisely…

for Sunday Photo Fiction

 

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She looked on from a distance, dressed to blend with the dismal surroundings.

A column of grieving mourners snaked its way through the graveyard.  As the procession came to a halt, the ornate coffin was lowered to the ground and a priest muttered a few comforting words.  Two children clung to their expressionless mother.  Some dabbed their eyes, most just stood and stared. 

Still, she stood and watched.

Paul Peters had been the perfect father and a loving husband.  Why would he take his own life?  Nobody understood. 

But she did. 

They had no idea he’d led a double life.  A life with someone else.  He’d hidden it from both parties until she uncovered his duplicitous ways.  

He was discovered in the wood, suspended from a tree, head hung in shame.  In his pocket, a note.  Sorry, it said.  But it wasn’t suicided at all.  No, it was a well-executed plan.

She watched as the mourners wandered away then she removed her sunglasses.  Her finger hovered above the screen of her mobile.  As the wife approached the black limo she tapped the glass.

‘DCI Jones to all units’ she shouted.  ‘Arrest Sally Peters for murder and Molly Jones for conspiracy to commit murder’.

 

 

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lady-in-white-colbyThanks to Donna for hosting and Colby Renee for the photo.

 

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15 thoughts on “200 words precisely…

  1. DB McNicol's avatar DB McNicol October 20, 2019 / 15:37

    Wow! Great one…I was feeling sad, then BAM, you made me sit up and smile.

  2. pensitivity101's avatar pensitivity101 October 20, 2019 / 15:39

    You could almost tie this in with my Wordle offering today Keith!
    Good tale my friend.

  3. Reena Saxena's avatar Reena Saxena October 20, 2019 / 18:15

    Brilliant! I like the show of strength by a devious mind.

  4. Christine Goodnough's avatar Christine Goodnough October 20, 2019 / 23:46

    So his two world collided and vengeance rained down on him. You did a good job of concealing who the watcher was; I was sure she’d be his #2.

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