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DAY TEN
After falling asleep on the couch and unintentionally spending the night at the condo, I woke early and began the drive back to the beach house with the satisfaction of knowing all was going according to plan. I always knew I was an intelligent person but pulling this off would be the pinnacle of my career. But as I drove, for the first time the “what- ifs” began parading through my mind. I’d never questioned my plan before, so why were there doubts now when everything was falling into place?
What would happen should something go awry? Would the detectives discover the link between me and the missing woman, the driver of the vehicle that killed my family? It was so long ago, would anyone put together the connection? And if they did, would it be enough to override the evidence they had against Brian? Oh God, what if I were sent to prison? If I killed myself first, that would erase the only chance I had to go to the other side and be with my family. And what if I died in prison – not by my own hands? Would Karina even forgive me and accept me on the other side? All these years, I’d been trying to learn how to live without her and now I find myself wondering how to die without her. My confidence began to wane, and I was having trouble keeping my vehicle between the white lines.
If only I could convey my rationale to Karina...if only I knew how to communicate reciprocally. Suddenly, I had an epiphany. The sea. That was our message channel. I should’ve realized I tall along. I would write my thoughts and send them into the sea, where on the other side,
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The Houseguest by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life