Evil Lurks Within Us – Part 7
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“I have a confession to make.”
Mary closed her book without saying a word. She glanced up at Susan. This ought to be good!
“Don’t you have anything to say, Mary?”
“No, this is your show. Don’t let me interrupt.”
Susan looked sick. She finally sat down after glancing at the door again.
“Uh…” Another glance at the door. She was obviously worried about something.
Mary waited, forcing Susan to break the silence.
“I never meant to hurt you.” Again she glanced at the door.
“Go on.” Mary wasn’t feeling very sorry for her.
“Look, I started working for you and I felt sorry for you. I thought your husband was sweet and caring. I never meant for this to happen.” Another glance at the door.
“So far you haven’t told me what this is about and why do you keep glancing at the door?”
“Tom started seducing me and he really poured the charm on. He had me believing that you were just blaming him for your own clumsiness in falling down the stairs. I am sorry about this, but we began sleeping together a few weeks ago. Last week when you were at your mother’s he confronted me outside and told me that he expected me to get rid of you by any means necessary. He didn’t care as long as I did it. We had a terrible fight as I am sure you both heard.”
“You really expect me to believe you Susan?
“Please Mary, he is going to be back any time now and he mustn’t know that we talked about this. He, well, he hit me last night. I didn’t want to believe he was as violent as you claimed. I thought you were exaggerating.” She pulled up her sleeves to show Mary her arms. They were covered with bruises.
Mary sat quietly processing what Susan had just told her. She remembered the scene on the beach yesterday. They sure looked awfully chummy.
“Why should I believe you Susan?”
Just then Tom’s motorcycle could be heard in the distance. Susan’s face lost what little color was left in it.
“Look Mary, we made up yesterday on the beach. I let him believe I was going to take care of you, but I can’t do it. You are in real danger here and so am I if he finds out we talked.” Susan began to cry.
Mary wasn’t ready to show her hand just yet. She just sat there watching Susan weep. The motorcycle was almost to the front of the house.
“Susan wipe your eyes NOW!”