short story writer Archives - Alison Ver Halen

The Accountant: Part III

Why is it that kids can be so much easier to talk to than adults? Even when it comes to talking about work.

Meghan ordered crab cakes, which were another favorite of her mom’s, and Emoni was too weirded out to try to pursue to the conversation any further.

“You call this love? Love is selfless. Love is giving. All you did was feel sorry for yourself.”

“You think it could have been me?” said Esperanza

Brittney looked at Esperanza as though sizing her up. “Was it you?”

When Brittney saw the teenager leave with an overnight bag, she could hardly believe her luck. She would have her prey all to herself.

Having checked to make sure there was no alarm, and knowing that no one would be home for hours, Brittney took her time exploring the house.

Brittney waited until she could see Mrs. Kelper paying for her meal before walking in, timing it just right so that she slammed into Mrs. Kelper.

When Brittney reached the house behind Mr. Kelper’s and saw that it was dark, she walked up their driveway, not in a hurry, but not creeping either.

Brittney looked at the name on the office door behind which her victim had disappeared, then she decided to take a chance.

Brittney’s roommate thought she was just another gym rat. She had no idea that Brittney had very specific plans that required strength.