I made a pot of coffee and headed to my office nursing my bad headache. The real world came flooding back to me. I had lost my parents the day before. Chris and her brother were plotting to steal my money. They also wanted my parents dead. And to collect money on their death. And most of all my wife was cheating on me with someone she worked with called Tom.
I rang in work and spoke with my director and told him my parents had passed away yesterday. I needed time off to see to their personal affairs.
He said, “Take, your time, but I have found a man with the same qualifications as you. And if he is half as good as you. We are going places…I have copies of his qualifications. His exam results and letters from his other employers. Can you call in and looked over them I what to know what you think?”
“Yes, I said to him… I will pick them up this afternoon when I am going past the office.”
I had a lot to do that day I drank three cups of coffee and took headache tables. My first point of call was the bank I was the first customer. I change my bank account and moved my money into a new account. My pin number was changed.
My next step was the funeral director, and I made the arrangement for my parents to be cremated together. And told them which hospital my poor parents were in. I went to my parents’ house and opened the safe. There was the letter addressed to me. I went straight to my parents’ lawyer. I told him my parent had passed away and gave him the letter addressed to me. Mum and dad made my inheritance air tight. The only person to get their estate and money was no other person and me. Dad somehow had realised that when he met Chris’s family they were up to no good.
The funeral man told me he was on his way to the hospital to pick up my parents. I went back to the hospital and watch my parent loaded in the back of a private ambulance. Then I went home and had to inform my family members my parents had passed away. It was nearly one o’clock I needed some food in me so I went to the local café. I sat there I needed a plan of what to do next.
I went home and waited for Chris to come home soon after two o’clock. Two came and went. Three came and went four came and went. Then at half past four I heard Chris car pull up. I went to the back of the house out of sight. Chris came in and went to the toilet for a shower. I walked up to the toilet making loud noises.
Chris, “Can I join you for a few passionate minutes,” I said.
What I got “Sorry I don’t feel to good… That’s why I had to take a hot shower.”
Chris finished her shower and made dinner. While she was making dinner that was when I told her my parents had passed away in their sleep yesterday. She seemed to be upset and held me close for a minute and got on with making dinner. There was not as single tear from her in the loss of my loving parents. I knew the reason.
We sat down the first stage of my plan was in place. Then I went on to say.
“Chris Tony at work you know him and have met his wife, Barbara.”
I paused for a minute.
“They want to buy the house for cash he’s been asking me for months.”
I pause once again.
“I told him I must talk with you… I was thinking of moving into my parent’s home.”
“John mother and father have just passed away don’t you think that’s a bit quick of you to do that,” Chris said.
“No, it’s for the best… As you know the house as a swimming pool and a tennis court. That would be great for our kids as they are growing up,” I said to Chris.
“If you think that’s the right thing to do then sell up and we will move in,” she said.
It was like a tigress had bitten my arm off and she was thinking about the money.
“Chris, I am going to phone Tony and ask him and Barbara to come round and to see if they still want the house,” I said to her.
Tony and Barbara were knock at the door thirty minutes later it was just gone six. We agreed on the price. I took his lawyer’s name and address and he took mine.
“Tony, what about the sale of your old house,” I said to him.
“No problem it will be up for sale tomorrow… how long before the sale can be through, “he said.
“Two or three weeks for a cash sale… Talk to your lawyer tomorrow and I will do the same. Ask for it to be done as quickly as possible,” I said to him.
With that he shaken my hand and Barbara gave Chris a hug and left. I looked at Chris I could see the cash mounting up in her cheating head. Chris looked at the clock.
“John, I will have to cancel my night out with Pat pass me the phone,” she said.
“No don’t do that, try and find the right man for her go and get ready and go out,” I said to her.
She was out within the hour. I went to my home office and picked up the papers my director wanted me to look at. On top was “Curriculum Vitae” CV. I read his name and read the CV. I seemed to know every single word in it. I read his exam results they were at my level. Then I looked at his qualifications. He went to the same university as me. I read the places he had worked at. He had worked at the same place as me and at same time and in the same position. I smelt a rat. I went back to his CV. I read his name and address at least ten times.
David Summers and I knew the address only too well. He wanted my job as well as my money and my parent’s money.
I looked at his qualifications and looked at mine on the wall. The numbers were the same as mine the only difference was his name David Summers. He had copied them. I looked at his job history the dates were the same as mine when I was there working for them. He had copied them.
A new part of the plan had to be made. But my director wanted to know what I thought about him. I was not going to talk to my director as long as I could. My plan had to change.
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My parent’s funeral was on this coming Friday it was arranged. I sat there and made a new plan. Chris came home late. I asked did you see Pat home.
Chris said,” she, had a great time it looks like cupid has struck at last. She wants to see him on Friday night… I am going to bed saying she had a headache because of all the loud music.”
The Wednesday and Thursday when she came home after two o’clock, I took her to bed. She thought I was making love to her. Now that was not the case. You make love to a devoted wife you fuck a cheating slut of a wife. I fucked her forwards then backwards as many times as I could on both afternoons. And fucked the slut twice before I fell asleep.
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Friday the day I had been dreading. My parents’ coffins at the front side by side in the crematorium. I sat next to my wife. My Auntie sat next to me I was between them. All through the service I did not hear a word. I stood up and pressed my hands on my parent’s coffins bursting into tears. The coffins moved behind a curtain. My Auntie was at my side first holding me tight. Then followed Chris. My parents had gone from me. Side by side the way they lived there loving lives together.
We went outside I was asked where do you want the ashes. I told them to leave them together as they had a great loving life together and it should be the same in death. I wanted nothing in the remembrance book. I did that knowing that if I was to remarry if I did. The girl would never had known my parents. I wanted to remember them the way I wanted too.