Diary Entry, at 11pm
Finally, they left after eating the leg of the lamb. The weapon and evidence were gone. Imagine my fear when they said that they wanted to grab sandwiches, instead of eating the cooked lamb. I could not control my giggle when they said that the weapon could be right under their noses. Phew!
I could not understand myself, I am so devoted to Patrick and loved him wholeheartedly, but I did not seem to feel any pain when I hit him so hard. Even seeing the body, I did not shed any tears. Why? Did my love for him change over time? It could just be hatred that he was leaving the baby and I. Why a divorce? Did he have another woman outside?
The inspector is going to come again tomorrow, I must prepare myself and not let the cat out of the bag. What questions would he ask me? Did Patrick have any enemies? Why didn't he remove his coat before getting a drink? Should I declare that a baseball bat was missing?
What if they found my fingerprints on the furniture? Can they prove that I was a murderer? Is this murder or manslaughter? It is manslaughter- I did not plan this. It is Patrick's fault for being so insensitive to me. What is going to happen to the baby when I am in jail? How will I face the baby when he asks about his father?
Enough, enough! Life without Patrick is just going to be fine.
Mary
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I feel that your reflection was quite original as you mentioned that they wanted to get some sandwiches instead of eating the lamb. If this was said in the video or the short story, then i wasn't paying attention :)
ReplyDeleteYou also said that you were thinking of saying that a baseball bat was missing from the house, which would lead the investigation away from you. That was good.