Roger Noons
Triangle
A very large brandy
“… Don’t worry, she has no idea …”
“Are you sure?”
“Certain and I’ve worked out
how I’m going to deal with it.”
“What are you going to do?”
“You don’t need to know my
love, no need to worry your pretty little head, but soon, we are going to be
together, I promise.”
“I hope so.”
“I know so … in a few weeks,
at this time of night, I’ll be undressing you and without needing to hurry. I’ll
be caressing you, kissing your breasts …”
“Oh John, you’re making me wet
…”
His own arousal was such that
he did not register the click.
“John, I think you better ring
off or I’ll be …”
“Alright my darling, until
tomorrow, sleep tight …”
“I love you John.”
“Goodnight Agnes my love.”
As he walked towards the
kitchen, he called, “Usual Chloé?”
Hearing no reply, he stepped
through the doorway into the large, attractively furnished sitting room.
“Would you like …?”
The screwdriver was driven upwards into his flesh, pausing only when her
wrist was halted by his breastbone. The tip of the ten-inch blade pierced his
right ventricle. She held the handle until she could no longer support his
weight and he fell to the floor. She stared at the stain, surprised that as it
spread across the material of his blue shirt, it was a rusty brown colour. The
expelled liquid was frothy and although she believed her husband to be dead,
there were ugly noises coming from his partly open mouth. The odour of his
body’s reaction reached her nostrils.
As in a trance, she slowly
walked to the telephone, on the table alongside the larger of the two sofas.
The television was still playing with the sound turned low. She carefully
pressed the numbers of her sister’s mobile.
“Hello, 077 …”
“Agnes I …”
“Chloé?”
“You better come round.”
About the Author
Having spent the best part
of thirty-five years writing reports on such subjects as ‘Provision of Caravan
Sites for Travellers’ and ’Aspects of Pest Control in the Urban Environment’,
Roger Noons began even more creative writing in 2006, when he completed a
screenplay for a friend who is an amateur film maker. After the film was made,
he wrote further scripts and having become addicted, began to pen short stories
and poems. He occasionally produces memoirs and other non-fiction. He has begun
to perform his poems, and has just published ’An A to Z by RLN’, an anthology
of 26 short stories. He intends by the end of the year to have followed that up
with a novella.
He is a member of two
Writers Groups and tries his hardest to write something every day. As well as
CaféLit, he has had credits in West Midlands newspapers, The Daily Telegraph,
Paragraph Planet, Raw Edge and a number of Anthologies.
Roger is a regular
contributor to the CaféLit site and a couple of his stories have been selected
for theBest of CaféLit 2012.
