Michael POV:I drove at an average speed and carefully while I trailed behind her. We both pulled infront of her house at the same time. I stepped out of the car and waited for her to do the same before walking hand in hand into the house Mrs. Hardy looked up expectantly, and with faint surprise, when she saw me come in the door with her daughter. I saw her face fell, the excitement disappearing, I presume she saw the worrying expression on her daughter's face.She was propped up on the sofa with pillows. She look from Aurora to me back to Aurora again giving each a suspicious look. “You have the results of the autopsy,” she guessed. “That floozie poisoned my husband, didn’t she?” she added, eyes flashing. “I want her drawn and quartered!”I smiled at Aurora. “Didn’t I tell you?” i mused.She nodded. “Yes, you did sir.” She put down her things and went to sit beside her mother on the sofa and pull her close. “We’re going to find her and send her away for years and years,” she promi
Aurora POV: “See, dear, he misses you!” Mom said when they heard his car start up outside. “He wants you back! You’ll do it, won’t you?”Even i wasn't sure what i wanted or what to do. I've never felt so confused."I don't know Mom, i really don't" "What are you confused about, isn't that what you've always wanted"“I have to change clothes and get supper started,” i interrupted to halt her speculation. “What would you like? How about pancakes?”“Pancakes? For supper?” the older woman exclaimed.“Why not? We love pancakes!”She smiled. “Then pancakes it is. And coffee.”Coffee reminded me of michael and made me sad. I’d lost nt job over coffee. I was very sad but i didn’t let it show. “Decaf for you,” i teased, and went to change me clothes.I was changing into something comfy when i heard the sound of my mom talking to someone. My heart skipped, Did he come back. I quickly slipped on the sweatshirt and walked into the living room. Already sitting on the sofa with my mother was Libb
Michael POV: After the arrest warrant was issued, the local police of ohio were quick to make move on her before she got away. She was detained at the local precinct before sent down to San Antonio. Every property in her name was seized and was charged with fraud and multiple homicide. I drove Aurora and her mother to the court on every hearing, i didn't let the trial drag for long telling the Judge the old woman has a frail health. He had speeded the trial.Throught the trial, the court had been filled with different people i had known in Jacobsville, I saw Leo Jordan once or twice too in the crowd, i also saw Cal sitting behind Libby. All were there rooting for the Hardy family inevitable win. I admired their zeal to show support to the elderly woman and her daughter, i presumed it gave them even more strength to go through the storm. Mother and daughter testified against her, i made sure too much pressure wasn't exerted on the older woman and it all went smoothly. As promised,
Aurora POV:As I walked into the house, I could feel the weight of my decision heavy on my shoulders. Mr Calhoun had offered to buy me a new house and our old house at that if i had wanted and I had declined his generous offer. I couldn't shake the feeling that I had made a mistake, but I needed my mother's advice to help me ease my conscience. But despite knowing i could tell her most things, i couldn't help shake the feeling she wouldn't be so excited with my decision. I know we are happy here and we've made this place to call home. But we would be relatively happier in our old house. "What's wrong with you" My mom asked for the umpteenth timeI contemplated in a split seconds, coming out or not. I sighed deeply."Am i rude for constantly refusing people's help""I'm confused.""Do you remember Mr. Calhoun" She frowned "I'm old Aurora, not suffering from dementia" "I'm sorry""What's going on with him?" She asked"Well, he offered to buy me a new house as a compensation gift, af
Michael POV:It was election day, i woke with a summat stuck to my throat. I was not the one contesting but i was nervous for my friend. He had worked so hard on this. I knew he will be so hurt, if he loses. But he sounded so confident i knew something was up his sleeves, which he refuses to say. I'd given my workers a day off to vote in the election, they both know whom to vote for. I had taken my time to relax before heading to the polling Unit. I felt certain buzz in the air, i could feel somethig was amiss but I'd figured it would be the nerve doing something to my brain, making me feel something that was not there. My phone rang, i knew whom it was before having to look. I was right, it was him, i presume he was nervous about it. He was acting all high and mighty yesterday. I will mock him a bit to lighten the mood.I pick up on the third ring"Where are you?" he asked "I'm at home, I'd be heading to the polling unit soon enough""Are you watching this" "Watch what?""The n
Michael POV:As expected, Calhoun won in an upsetting land slide. He was having a party at his place to celebrate. I was very happy for him but nonetheless skeptical and suspicious of the win.He was having a party tonight to celebrate the win, it was logical i be in attendance. The place was filled up as i had expected, each and every hoping for the graces of the new mayor of Jacobsville. The party celebrating the mayor's win is a dazzling display of elegance and sophistication, every detail meticulously planned and executed to perfection. The venue is a grand ballroom, adorned with crystal chandeliers that cast a warm, golden glow over the festivities. The walls are draped in rich fabrics, the colors muted and understated, lending a sense of quiet opulence to the space.The atmosphere is electric, the guests buzzing with excitement and anticipation as they mingle and chat. The dress code is strictly black tie, and the guests have pulled out all the stops, the women in stunning gown
Michael POV:I calmly finished my bottle before rising to leave. I walked out through the door and there he was standing all alone, he turned around when he heard footsteps behind him. Our eyes metI felt the sudden shift in air, the air around us was charged with tension, like the moment before a thunderstorm. Two enemies stood facing each other, each unwilling to yield. Our eyes locked in a fierce, unblinking gaze, like two predators sizing each other up before a brutal battle.It was as if the whole world had fallen silent, leaving only the sound of our beating hearts echoing in the otherr ears. Our bodies were rigid, like coiled springs ready to unleash their full power at a moment's notice.The atmosphere crackled with animosity, as if the very air was thick with the mutual hatred. We were like two flames, flickering and dancing in the darkness, waiting for the other to make a move so they could engulf each other in a fiery inferno.The tension was palpable, like a tightrope st
Michael POV:Two friends stood across from each other, our eyes locking in a tense stare like two swords in a heated battle. The weight of betrayal hung heavy between us, like a dark cloud threatening to unleash a storm of hurt and disappointment. The once unbreakable bond now felt as fragile as a spider's web, each delicate strand threatening to snap at any moment. The silence between us was deafening, broken only by the pounding of the others hearts as i struggled to find the words to mend what had been broken."Why are you doing this? Mike, why?" He asked with a scowl."I was trying to protect you""You are not, i told you, i don't need your protection. I can protect myself""You need it, you fail to see you are in danger.""From whom. You?"Leo Jordan, he is up to something, i tell you.""Mike, he's helping, he has always been helping me." "Why is he? Why would he want to help you genuinely, he is using you"His voice lowered all of a sudden, he spoke calmly like a calm wind drif