Obeying Evil: The Mockingbird Hill Massacre Through the Eyes of a Killer (True Crime) by Ryan Green

Author:Ryan Green [Green, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Ryan Green Publishing
Published: 2017-06-26T04:30:00+00:00

Part 3: Open Warfare

Ronald drew in a breath of the stale, sickly sweet air and let his sticky eyes open onto the total darkness of his room. Out of possessive habit, he let his hand fall on the empty dip in the mattress beside him. It was cold, but even the dampness of her sweat had dried out under the constant assault of the storage heaters. If it weren't for that dip, you would never have known that she had been there at all. Becky had moved in with the kids a few weeks back, in that snide and casual way that women stab you in the back. She hadn't even said a word to him, just set up a little cot in their room and started locking the door at night. One of them had a fever one night, that was her excuse to start with, then it turned into habit and god knows, Becky was a creature of habit. Even after a lifetime together, Ronald hadn't been able to break her of some of them. She still wiped the dishes wrong and left them all smeared. Such a simple thing to understand; something half-cleaned is still dirty. But she just wouldn't wrap her head around it. She still couldn't be convinced to pick up after her spoiled self. He could see her bits and pieces littering the dresser even now. She wouldn't put things back where they belonged no matter how many times he showed her exactly how he wanted it done. She couldn't be that stupid, so he had to come up with his own excuses for her, bad habits or bad breeding.

It was going to be a relief not to make excuses for her anymore. It was going to ease Ronald's mind considerably not having to manufacture a daily list of reasons that his wife wasn't a disobedient, backstabbing traitor to the family. Ronald didn't like lying. Not from other people and certainly not from himself. He could lie when he needed to, when it was required for the mission or to protect his property, but it always left the world feeling jagged-edged and fuzzy. He had to hold that lie in his head all day long every day until everyone forgot about it, and every moment that he did was like torture. The world was the way that the world was. Confusing matters just made Ronald feel even less in control of it than he already did. Lying was just another way to oil his grip on things, and it made him queasy to think of the number of times that he had lied for his precious little wife. Lied to other people in talking about how good she was and lied to himself in making excuses for the horrible truth that she just didn't give a good goddamn about him and the family.

Ronald stretched out on the stale sheets, then an insistent pressure from his gut forced him to get up. Back in the

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