The sun stopped beating down on my back. I didn't feel hot anymore, I felt cold. I stood up and went inside to find a candle already lit. The candle had already been lit for a while. The candle wax had dripped down the candle already. I was confused. I closed the front door and walked around the house to find a dark shadow of Tate in a doorway. I blinked and he was gone.
My stomach felt as if it was in a whirl; it felt like the tornadoes of Oklahoma tearing up a city.
¨T-Tate?..¨ I said softly.
I was afraid of what I had just seen. Was I just caught? There was a knock on my front door and it was the paper man. I went to open the door to get the town's paper.
¨Oh, here you are Cathrine. I thought you would want this." said the paper man.
¨Why thank you.¨ I replied back.
I opened the paper to find a horrid sentence. ¨Cathrine Danielle Clark is a suspect of murder¨ as the headline. The words had slapped me in the face. I had been framed for something, next thing I know I'm gonna be in a courtroom and be told I'm guilty. I walked over to my living room and lit a match then I threw it into the fireplace and waited for the wood to light.
Once the wood lit I threw the paper into the fireplace and watched it burn. The small ashes of the paper fly up and out into the chimney. The tightness in my chest lifted as the ash lifted out into the chimney, I just wanted for the police to show up at my doorstep. Quicker than I knew, I heard a knock on my door followed by the sounds of police sirens. I got up and opened the door to see the police standing at my doorstep.
"Ma'am are you Miss Cathrine Clark?" asked one of the officers.
"Yes sir I am.. How may I help you this evening?" I asked.
"Ma'am, I need you to come with me, you're being held for the Murder of Tate Andrews." said the Officer sternly.
My heart had dropped, I felt like I was going to explode at this very moment.
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