John Thornton, Look Back at Me – pt 12

Chapter 12      Welcome Home,  Margaret   The London station platform was filled with people, but at least she had missed the early surge of London workers.  Margaret had ensured that her baggage was properly stowed onto the huffing train and glanced down the long line of coaches on the track, recognizing that they led to paradise, to her destiny once left behind. Booker’s family said good-bye to her and had just left the station.  It was a sad time, for she liked them very much, and they loved her.  They promised to come visit her and asked her to … Read more

John Thornton, Look Back at Me – pt 7

Chapter 7        She’s Not the Margret, We Once Knew   As the large crowd milled outside, talking, John made his way through to the chapel steps and entered the church.  He seated himself near the front, across from where Margaret was likely to be.  The organist began to play and the assembly filed inside, quickly filling the pews, until there was standing room only.  Searching through the mass of people, John finally noticed Margaret, walking down the aisle.  She was accompanied by a man and woman, who could only have been her husband’s brother and sister. John thought.  … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 29

Last Chapter next week Chapter Twenty Nine Nicholas sat for a while reading the paper. He decided to fix himself a drink, but there was no whisky which was the first time he’d ever known that to be missing from John’s bar. He settled for a scotch as his nerves were shot, too. He walked over to Margaret, wondering if he should find something to cover her. As he looked down, he noticed something coming from her mouth. “Not again,” he said out loud and hurried to a policeman in the yard. “Fetch Dr. Donaldson and be quick about it.” … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 22

Chapter Twenty Two   That sat together in silence. Margaret knew beyond all doubt that pleading with John would be hopeless. She would do the same thing if she were in his place. Actually, she realized she could do the same thing in her own place. She knew that she could lose John for the sake of herself. Margaret couldn’t live with that. She had to find a way to keep him from possibly being hurt or worse. He could be killed. He could be hung. Begging, pleading, crying, groveling, sulking, threatening to commit suicide, may all have to come … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 17

 Chapter Seventeen Margaret tried to reach for the parcel that Edith had left at the foot of the bed. John retrieved it for her. “What’s this,” he asked. “My frock to wear home and some undergarments. I won’t wear the corset, of course.” Margaret stalled as she waited for the obvious to be mentioned. “Don’t be alarmed, my love. I will dress you since there will be no corset.” “But . . .” “But nothing, my dear sweet wife. You can deny me nothing, remember?” John said to smooth the sticky moment for Margaret. She smiled, through her weeping that … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 16

 Chapter Sixteen “Good morning, Margaret. You look happy this morning. It must be because you are going home with that handsome husband of yours.” “Yes. Do you know he spent the whole night with me in that chair, holding my hand? I woke in the middle of the night and found him still here.” Outside the room, Branson heard that endearment about the Guv, and it reaffirmed that his boss was a passionate man. Those were sides he’d never shown to anyone, but Branson had always felt were there. He hoped to be that way, himself. “I’ve brought you a … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 12

  Chapter Twelve Twilight was falling, and so were Margaret’s eyelids. John could see her fighting sleep and knew he should leave. It was difficult to pull himself away. He wanted to lie beside her. He lifted her hand, kissing her palm and bent over to kiss her slightly parted lips. He could feel her breath as she slept. His emotions were becoming undone. He would seek out the doctor and see when she could come home with him. John inquired at the registration desk as he neared the hospital doors. “Mr. Thornton, I will check for you. He may … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 10

Chapter Ten Captain Hartford returned to post with explanations to his Commander. He had entered his Commander’s office with great hesitancy only to be buoyed by the fact that nothing seemed out of order. Surely, there would be a severe questioning session if Miss Hale or Detective Boyle had come to him with any suspicions. Grant wondered how long it would be before Miss Hale was found, dead or alive. She had to have taken her own life as she admitted she had been thinking of doing. There could be little hope of reconciliation after all this time, if she … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 9

Chapter Nine Dr. Wagner saw the break in her face as some or all realization began to sweep over her. Margaret turned her face into John’s chest and wept loudly. John kissed her softly on her hair. “Can we have time alone,” he asked. “I want to get her through this part, myself.”   John waited for the room to empty and the door to close. Margaret was clutching feverishly at his arm that held her hand. He could not allow her to back away from him now. Although she hadn’t heard the worst, maybe she didn’t have to. “Margaret. … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 7

Chapter Seven John took the hospital steps two at a time and used his long legged gait to reach Margaret’s room quickly. Arriving there, he was not permitted entrance. He stood by the door pacing until he knew the reason why. In what seemed like half an hour, Dr. Donaldson emerged from the room. “Why may I not enter?” John asked Donaldson “John, she is waking. The doctor is performing some initial tests before she tires. For what she’s been through, I think she looks good. She remembers little right now but knows she is here in Milton. I am … Read more