MURDER MYSTERY FRIDAY

MURDER IN THE MANSION

Chapter Three

LEAVE HER TO HEAVEN

When Mother Bingham died,  Wood Haven had had an air of relief about it.  There was laughter in 

the rooms again.  Millie's illness took a tole on 

everyone who lived or worked there.

She had a bad heart, so she thought.  It was all in her head.

Nothing was organically wrong with it.  She had

a series of fake heart attacks. Real enough for nurses and doctors and round the clock help. People were coming and going all day and all night.  A regulator Grand Central Station.

It was one of those days when things didn't seem right.

  She had her vitamin shots late in the afternoon.  She had them twice a day.  Morning and at bedtime.  But on this

particular day the morning shot late in the day.  The evening shot not at all.  By the next morning she would be dead.

Who would kill a hateful old woman like that.  She was, to her friends a loving old lady who would do anything for them.  But to the family, her sons and to me, Millie wouldn't give us the time of day.  Did I say she was hateful,  a penny pinching B___H,  who would listen at key holes for fear someone was cheating her.

But I'm not bitter.

The morning of her demise,  her nurse went in to wake her.

Finding her dead wasn't on the program for that day.

We all got to thinking was it nature causes or was it MURDER.

I just can't imagine who would kill her.  Though I could name three including myself.  And for what??

Maybe about 250 million.

But for now,  as Shakespeare wrote

"Leave her to heaven."

(Thank you, Curtis for letting me tell my story.  Janet)

copyright 2013 Curtis Boehringer Mysteries 

Till we meet again,

If you are reading and quilting along...This weeks
block for chapter three is a four patch.

Each patch is made up with a solid red and a
blue and red print.
Each block should measure 9" x 9".
9 1/2" x 9 1/2" with seam allowance.

Make six.  Iron up and set aside.

We are making a scrap quilt of many colors.
13 in all.  See you next Friday
with Chapter Four.