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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