Monday, July 13, 2009

Entry #92

Obedience
by Tyler McKenzie


He cracks the last of the pills over the crystal glass, the pile of white powder rising. Her favorite Merlot wine poured on top immediately begins absorbing the fine granules. A small silver spoon clinks against the sides as he mixes the ingredients. A perfect blend is necessary to avoid detection. To complete the final step of the plan.

He sets the glass on a silver tray, adjusting the crisp, white cloth draped over his arm. His footfalls echo through the foyer as he crosses to the staircase, expertly balancing the tray as he ascends the stairs. The chandelier light from above glints against the glass, prisms of light darting in all directions. Hidden beauty, he thinks to himself while smiling deviously.

Arriving at the lady's room, he pushes open the heavy door with his shoulder, entering the darkened room quietly. He crosses to the bed, setting the tray on the nightstand.

"I've brought you your drink, ma'am. Your favorite Merlot."

She groans slightly and waves her hand roughly to demand his aide. He responds quickly, well trained after so many years. He delights in the task, knowing it will be one of the last demands he will have to fulfill. The end of his servitude, his obedience.

Emptying the glass, she settles her head back into the pillow as the wine makes its way into her system, as the drug enters her bloodstream. She whispers to him as she drifts off to her eternal rest.

"Thank you."

17 comments:

The Preacherman said...

The butler did it!!!!

Sorry. Couldn't resist...;-)


Well written and now he's free!




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Laurel said...

And the body count climbs higher! I may never drink a glass of wine again.

Good read!

Aniket said...

Wonder if the butler knew something about the will that we don't?

Interesting piece. I am a sucker for crime/murder stories so I am totally loving this prompt.

Anyone keeping the body count? Add one more. :)

Aniket said...

@ Laurel:

*throws a curse*

2 minutes. That's all the late I was. You just can't let me comment first now can you?? :D :D

I still have 65-90 to cover up and am still stuck in office!!!

Adisha said...

Wow !!! Such loyalty , to stay with someone to the very end ...

Very well described :D

Laurel said...

Aniket:

Don't feel badly. It's only because you mere mortals require sleep that you are so behind.

Seriously, I need medication. I may have to give up wine, the classic sleep aid. Something about these entries has left me a little edgy.

Catvibe said...

Laurel, soon it will fade to a distant memory and you can have your red in peace yet again... ;-)

I thought this was interesting coming from reading 'the last glass' just before this one. That made me think that this was also an assisted suicide, although I think you intended a murder. You did a great job in setting here. I really felt the richness and glamor.

laughingwolf said...

now both are free...

JR's Thumbprints said...

Two thumbs up from Dr. Kervorkian.

Kurt Hendricks said...

Love the ending - a masterful twist.

BernardL said...

Descriptive vignette.

Mona said...

ah! another Mitchael Jackson story!(shaking my head)

pjd said...

So the butler finally got the children written out of the will?

Chris Eldin said...

LOL @ the butler did it! I'm assuming the author has a very dry wit. I thought this was funny! Really liked it!

Terri said...

Elegantly wasted - I like it :-)

JaneyV said...

A reminder that respecting the care other people give us (even or especially if it's an employee) is a far better idea than treating them with casual disdain or cruelty. As you have masterfully shown, ultimately, they have all the power in the relationship.

jason evans said...

I like the showing of the poisoning. We get to be there. We get to watch the contents dissolve. Shows cold premeditation.

Very high scoring.

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