Mama Black Widow
“It was a gleaming blur as it plunged toward my throat. I scuttled away and heard the whoomp of the blade hit the pillow.
I screamed and opened my eyes. I was sure my head and the back of my neck were encased in fiery lead. I slapped the top of my head to find out if I was wearing the wig. I wasn’t. A jolting fist of pain clouted my insides.
There was no beamed ceiling! There was familiar robin’s egg blue paint spangled with golden early-afternoon sunshine. I was lying in a fresh clean bed, and ...I heard the bellow of a truck.
I panicked. Where was Dorcas? Had she seen the female clothes I had borrowed from Lucy? I listened for movement in Dorcas’s bedroom next door. I couldn’t hear a sound.
I inched my aching body off the bed and went to the closet. The gray suit I had left at Lucy’s was hanging there. I patted the suit pockets for my ring of keys. I glanced at the dresser top. The ring was there, and I felt relieved.
I caught a flash of white in the inside pocket of the suit jacket.MoreLess
I screamed and opened my eyes. I was sure my head and the back of my neck were encased in fiery lead. I slapped the top of my head to find out if I was wearing the wig. I wasn’t. A jolting fist of pain clouted my insides.
There was no beamed ceiling! There was familiar robin’s egg blue paint spangled with golden early-afternoon sunshine. I was lying in a fresh clean bed, and ...I heard the bellow of a truck.
I panicked. Where was Dorcas? Had she seen the female clothes I had borrowed from Lucy? I listened for movement in Dorcas’s bedroom next door. I couldn’t hear a sound.
I inched my aching body off the bed and went to the closet. The gray suit I had left at Lucy’s was hanging there. I patted the suit pockets for my ring of keys. I glanced at the dresser top. The ring was there, and I felt relieved.
I caught a flash of white in the inside pocket of the suit jacket.MoreLess
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