The Hide and Seek

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story about a couple and something else...

Submitted: August 14, 2012

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Submitted: August 14, 2012

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“Well, are you satisfied, my love?”
“Yes, darling, it was  great. I am so exhausted and so proud of you. I will stay a little longer  in bed  if you don’t mind.”

“Of  course, my love and I will go and make some coffee for you.
Where is it? Is it gone? I can’t find the coffee.”
“It must be gone if you can’t find it.”
“Well  I will have to go to the supermarket, I guess.”
“All right, come  back soon.”
“Yes, I will come back as soon as possible, my dear.”

“I am  home, Martha. The coffee will be ready in a few minutes. Where do you want  to drink it on the balcony?”
“But it’s still unbuilt, have  you forgotten,  darling?”
“Oh, yes you are right. We will be able to sit there as soon as I build balustrades”
He came to their room with a cup of  coffee in his hands  and put it  on the table.
Martha wake up. The coffee is ready. 
He took her blanket away, but  she wasn’t  there.
“Where are you darling?” 
He looked into the  bathroom , but Martha wasn’t there either. He went round their  house but he couldn’t find her anywhere.
“All right, I give up I really don’t know where you are? Where are you hiddingf? Now the coffee is cold. I will have to make it again.”

Robert  went into the kitchen. He was  standing  in front of the gas cooker when he heard  somebody breathing behind. He looked at the wallin front of him and saw a shadow of a man with a hood on his head. He was terrified, but he still managed tograb the knife and turn on him at once. 
Robert was sure that that man killed his wife Martha. He rushed  to the balcony hoping  to find her there, but without the balustrades he wasn’t able to hold himself and fell down.
“It was  just horrible.  They loved each other so much and were a wonderful couple.”
The neighbors  were talking to a detective. No one  could think of a reason for such a tragedy.
Only one thing was clear. The man killed  his wife violently and then committed suicide, by jumping from the sixteenth floor.

“Where is it? Is it gone? I can’t find  the coffee."
“It must be gone if you can’t find it.”
“Well  I will have to go to the supermarket, I guess.”
“All right, come  back soon.”
“Yes, I will come back as soon as possible, my dear.”
“Why not play  hide and seek with him when he comes back,” thought Martha.
But the bed was so warm and cozy  and it made her change her mind.
“I am home, Martha.  The coffee will be ready in a  few  minutes.”


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