Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Released by the Flames

by M. J. Joachim

The fire burned slowly. Jeanette backed away, creeping toward the living room, as the kitchen became engulfed, her husband of three years charred by the flames. His death was not planned, though she had dreamed of it many times, hoping one day she would have the courage to do what must be done. 

Watching him melt into the floor, she felt relieved at the passing of this monster, a Jekyll and Hyde demon who promised to love and protect her, til death they did part. He was gone now – taken by her own hand, with the blade they used to carve meat.

Looking at her wounds, she couldn’t feel pity or remorse. Knowing how many women had suffered at his hands, a sense of justice pervaded her soul. Her only task was to save them, one by one, from the basement.

Standing across the street, watching the flames disintegrate her home, she smiled. The women were free now; following protocol had never been her style. She spoke to the first fireman she saw, told him to keep the women safe, then slowly turned and walked away, never to be seen again.

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M. J.

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Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Professional Racket

By M. J. Joachim

Note: If you paste from Word into your Blogger blog, you’ll want to read, Blogger and Word Platforms are Not Compatible, a post I wrote for the A – Z Blog on January 11, 2014.

The hatred became overwhelming, as she stared into her sister’s eyes. So much anger, where did it all come from, and why didn’t she know about it until now? 

Elise walked away in silence, frightened by the imminence of her impulses. There were so many things she wanted to say to smooth things over, things that wouldn’t matter now, things that had long been buried in the wrongs covered up throughout the years.

Facts and data were the only things required now, and no more than were absolutely mandatory, at that. Their once thriving business had failed miserably, greed and shady practices the cause. 

Elise could only go forward, distancing herself from the rebellion of her sister. One day it might all come to fruition; her sister might get what was coming to her, making all things balance in turn.

Today, Elise held her head high, walking out silently to the curb and getting in the car. Bound by handcuffs and escorted by police, she stood watching the crowd before her, embarrassed and knowing she did nothing wrong.

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M. J.

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