An Unreasonable Request
Her smile was contagious. I couldn’t help but return the brilliant expression ten fold.
As the hot water drowned her teabag, she looked up at me with the bright green eyes that I had loved for so very long.
“Jamie, I need help.” Her voice was honey on buttered toast, the sweetness almost too much to bare as I continued making our drinks.
“With?” I asked. “You know I’d do anything for you.” I removed the cream from the refrigerator and set it in front of her.
She shifted in her chair uncomfortably, “I need to kill someone.”
I dropped the dish holding the sugar, neglecting to watch it meet its fate on the tile floor and stared at her, unbelieving.
“You dropped the sugar.”
“I know, I dropped the sugar.” I snapped back with a hint of frustration. “You want me to what?”
“Kill someone. Someone that I know means a lot to you.” She took the teaspoon and swirled the cream around the fragile porcelain cup.
I shook my head as I took a seat next to her. “Who? Why?”