The Station

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic


All I have to do is walk past him. Do not slow down or speed up your pace or look like you are trying to hide because then he will instantly notice you. All I have to do is walk at a normal, steady pace right behind him and get on this train. I do not think he will immediately notice me from far away. My hair is a much darker shade and I am now much more petite than I was when we were courting. The woman by his side will be a good distraction, although if she is his girlfriend or wife, I feel more sorry for her than she will ever know. 

I was once her. I was not just in love with Roger Reedings, I was in absolute awe of him. He was brilliant and humorous and the most handsome, eligible bachelor in all of Charlottesville. My parents approved of course because of his family money and my girlfriends thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. So did I, at first. Our courtship was heaven at the start. All of the best restaurants and fancy city parties that I would never have been invited to otherwise. He took me to parks, museums and plays that I adored and I thought I must be dreaming that this man, who could have any girl in town, wanted me.  But then I started to notice things about Roger. Strange, unnerving things that were slowing turning my awe into horror. I started to notice that Roger was not at all humorous, he was sarcastic and phony. He would make a friend laugh but while turned away, he would roll his eyes and almost look angry. This did not turn me away. I simply assumed he was smarter than I was and I just was not in on the joke.

But then I noticed his cruelty. He once screamed at me when I accidently spilled sherry on his carpet. The look in his eyes was horrorfying. It only lasted for a couple of seconds because he caught himself and put on his phony charm once again, but I saw it. His eyes turned black with anger. I decided one night to talk with Roger about these behaviors and tell him that they worried me. I walked up the steps to his front door and knocked loudly, I thought. When he did not come I looked through his dining room window and nearly passed out from fright. Roger had his hands around the throat of Molly Haven and he was choking her. I had heard that he was seeing both of us but he insisted it was false gossip. But here they were. I became terrified and part of me wanted to help and another part told me to run and never look back. I suppose I did the cowardly thing and ran. I still have nightmares about it and wish I had done differently because Molly Haven was never seen or heard from again.

I came up with excuses to my family and friends  why I could no longer see Roger anymore and even told him it was because I had decided to go to school. He looked at me with one eyebrow raised and for a split second I thought, "He knows that I know." Maybe he did but regardless he smiled and told me he would miss me. That he would always miss me. I do not know why he let me go but he did. I went to the city to take my school courses and I had not seen Roger since until this very moment at the station. But all I have to do is stay calm and walk past him. My hands started shaking slightly and were beginning to sweat underneath my gloves but I just kept walking. I heard chatter behind me as I passed him and I can not be sure but I thought I heard him tell his lady friend that he would miss her, that he would always miss her. I sped up my pace and made the train in time. Only when I sat down did I feel like I could breathe again. I inhaled through my nose and closed my eyes. When I opened them I looked out the window and Roger was staring at me. Right directly at me. He smiled, picked up one hand, raised his eyebrow and waved at me. Before I could turn away or wave back, he turned around and started walking out of the station. He was following his lady friend outside and again, I took the cowards way out. 


Submitted: May 06, 2020

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