Melanie was behind the locked kitchen door. The smell of freshly cooked food was filling the air around the house. She was banging and banging on that door, begging for George to open; but he would not say a word back.
The police arrived too late. When the officers barged in, one of them slipped and fell on his back. The floor was all wet and dirty. George knew how to cook, but would always make such a mess.
They cuffed him, as he did not resist them. His face was wearing a mask of indescribable serenity and the only thing he ever said to them was:
I have always thought she was such a sweet person. Now that I've tasted her, I know for sure.
*Original story by @ruth-girl - Steemit, 2018
*Image through maxpixel.net
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