"Tommy,"
He says,
voice
smooth like butter.
"Yes, father?"
He looks at me
with love and care
and says
the words that
were bound to come out
sooner
or
later.
"What are you keeping
hidden
in that mind of yours?"
"Nothing,"
I answer.
Knowing very well
that it isn't
nothing.
No,
quite the opposite.
It was something.
Something dark.
Something
that I couldn't keep
inside
the emotional
minefield
known as my
mind.
"Father,"
His head jolts around
so quickly
that he could've broken his
neck.
"Yes, son?"
His voice,
almost angelic.
"I have a secret that
must be
told.
A dark,
dark
secret
in which I simply
cannot
keep hidden
anymore."
He says these words
with a
puzzled face:
"Did you go out
poaching?"
I swallow hard
"Yes, father.
But, that is not
what I had in mind
to tell you."
He suddenly sat down
on the dining chair,
but did not usher me to
stop
or
continue.
"The boys and I,
have found a
human skull."
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Historical Fiction**IT'S A QUICK READ TRUST ME** Not everyone knows the story of Bella in the Wych Elm. She was found in Hagley Woods, in an old Wych Elm. Nobody knew who she was, or who killed her. Many rumors rose to try to explain who she was. Set in 1943 in 3 per...
