Wanted: Single Rose by Skye Mav

Author:Skye, Mav
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

15

Orchards and Graves

Velva lit a white candle and placed it in the wrought iron birdcage hanging from an apple tree limb. She watched the sun lower into a deep crimson. Soon a hunter’s moon would rise. It was proper for Halloween eve.

Darkness was coming.

Her cell rang, a shortened version of Don’t Fear the Reaper. She fished her phone out of her purse and hugged it between her ear and shoulder. “Hello?”

“He’s back.”

“Good.” Velva swept her hair into a ponytail as she talked. “He’ll probably finish off his floor then go to the fourth. Did you get it ready?”

“Yes, Ma’am. Um—”

“What?”

“I just wanted to make sure… you’re waiving my rent this month, right? Did you check with Mr. Fiddler about this?”

“Of course. I told you to trust me, Daniel. Don’t you trust me?”

“Y-Yes.”

“Good boy. Bye now.”

She threw her phone back in her purse as she walked over to the garden shed. She plucked her black leather gloves from a nail and slipped them on while sliding off her heels. She grabbed a blue workman’s jumper and put her arms inside, shimmied up her short dress and then put her legs through the pant legs and zipped it up the front. She slid her bare feet into the black rubber boots wishing for the fourteenth time she had remembered socks. She grabbed the wheel barrel and pushed it back to her Cadillac. She angled the wheel barrel at the back of the car and popped her trunk. She wrinkled her nose at the stench.

Grabbing the body below the waist, she hoisted it out aiming towards the cart. Only it missed and plunged its dead weight to the ground, she almost fell with it. “Damn.”

She tipped the wheel barrel forward and grabbed the carcass by its arms and flopped it mostly into the barrel. She grabbed a fleshy thigh, then slowly pushed the belly of the barrel down until it was flush with the ground. The body slipped inside.

Velva let out a breath of relief. She hated that part. Then she began whistling as she hauled the body to the prepared grave in the apple orchard. She dumped the corpse into the hole with a loud thunk!

She saluted it, then turned and pushed the cart back to the garden shed, and came back with a shovel. It was work keeping up her orchard and graves, but hard work didn’t scare her. It never had.

Neither did the bodies.

Speaking of bodies, she still had work to do, and Velva was running out of time.

She glanced at her mother’s grave as she shoveled dirt into the hole, over the corpse. “You don’t think he can? But he already has. I taught him.” Velva smiled, proudly. “He loves me, I think. He truly does.”

Nothing but a harsh breeze replied, cooling the sweat on the back of Velva’s neck. She sternly gazed at her mother’s grave again and pointed a gloved finger at it.

“Don’t worry, mother. I will win. I always do.”

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