The Secrets of Taylor Creek by Michael Merson

Author:Michael Merson [Merson, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-20T22:00:00+00:00

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Sissy cut the tomatoes that she got from the garden and carefully laid them out on a large serving platter. She then cut the fresh onion that she had to run out to buy earlier in the morning along with the pickles, the cold cuts, the mustard, the potato chips, and of course, all the ingredients to make potato salad.

She bent over and took the lettuce from the refrigerator. The stinging in her back reminded her of the events that had transpired the previous night. At times during the morning, the pain was intense. More than once, she had to stop what she was doing to catch her breath.

The one question that kept running through her mind was, Why didn’t I just shoot the son-of-a-bitch when I had the chance?

She would have been convicted of murder for sure in North Carolina, but it would have been worth it if it set her Stormie free. In her eyes, Stormie was the light of day, the child she never had. She raised Stormie after her mother died. Sissy knew everything about Stormie just as any other mother would. Just like any other mother, she had resolved herself to die before allowing anything to happen to her Stormie.

“I think the potatoes and everything else are ready to be added together for the potato salad,” Stormie commented as she entered the kitchen.

“The mayonnaise is in the refrigerator,” Sissy said as she walked toward it.

“We will be making potato salad the way Daddy liked it,” Stormie declared.

“Why?”

“Well, it’s just a guess, but yesterday Nathan ordered his burger without mayonnaise at the restaurant. By the way, our waitress was meaner than a snake with a head-on both ends. Well, anyway, I don’t believe he likes mayonnaise. Therefore, I think we should make it with more mustard just like Daddy used to like it,” Stormie explained as she began mixing the potatoes with the mustard.

“Good Lord, Stormie! Even mustard potato salad has some mayonnaise in it. We just never told your daddy. Now move over and let me make it before you use up all that mustard. As a matter of fact, go on and get out of my kitchen. Go upstairs and get yourself fixed up,” Sissy ordered as she took the jar of mustard away from Stormie and scooted her toward the door.

“Sissy, what about my face?” Stormie asked as she held her hand to her face and started to tear up.

“What will I say?” She asked.

“Don’t start crying! We’ll have lunch outside that way you can wear one of your big hats and those big round sunglasses that you bought last month. You know the ones that make you look like a bug?”

“Do you think it will cover my eye?”

“Well, I really don’t know, but there ain’t nothin’ we can do about it now. So, go on and get ready. I’ll take care of all this in the kitchen.”

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