Jean Alphin

"Short Stories"

The Sister,That I Thought,I Knew (38)


Ben walked in the door as I hung up the phone.
“Good to see you honey,you look tired.”
Ben gave me a kiss and said,”yes I am,it’s been a very busy day.I hope you didn’t make me anything to eat. Because I had a late lunch.”
“I was waiting until you came home,to see what you wanted to eat.”
“Good,that worked out great,” Ben said.
“I just finished talking to Chad,before you came in.”
“How’s he doing?”
“He said,the whole family spent the day at the beach.He was going to bed,because he was tired out. I called mom also,and she said,she is relaxing with a good book. I went shopping today,and brought some things for myself.For when we decide where, were going on vacation.”
“We can go anywhere you want,” Ben said.
The next day was very damp,and raining hard. I wanted to go to the market to get some groceries. It’ll have to wait until tomorrow. The rest of the day went fine. I got some of the light cleaning done,and washed a couple of loads of clothes.
When Ben came home from work, later that night.We both sat down and ate dinner,while we chatted about the day. Before we went to bed for the night,Ben and I went into the living room,and put the nightly news on.
Ben and I watched the weather report,which was going to be a bright and sunny day tomorrow and the rest of the week. Just as the weather report, was almost finished. There was breaking news,about a woman in her early forties. A truck driver,called police,and reported seeing a woman’s body, seen laying along, the side of the road. Near a wooden area, on “The Wordy Highway” in Sorta, North Carolina.
Ben and I both looked at each other.
“I hope that isn’t Autumn,” I sigh.
“I hope not either,Faith!”
“Tamara doesn’t need anymore heartbreak in her life. You and her,already had your share.”

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