Saturday, 1 June 2019

Susan

There had been many theories about how she had been murdered, but no one knew for sure. All the gossipers in the town had divided in to three large groups  - the ones who believed that her husband killed her and hid her body in the graveyard when he organized the funeral of old Milly McGvair; the ones who were convinced that it was a migrant from Eastern Europe who killed her and then hid her body, since it was a common knowledge that those migrants knew incredible way of getting rid of the bodies; and finally the ones who were sure it was Amy Sullivan who did it, yet they were not sure what she could have done with the body and whether or not she had had an accomplice. Then there were also minor weird theory believers but none of them had any similar theories. There was one common trait they all shared - they all believed that Susan had been murdered. Now and then one or another group would pay visit to the Police to share their theories or new conclusions thus making a fuss about the case again. However, as the time passed the visits became less frequent. Therefore, the day she purposefully walked along the main street towards the town hall, every one stared at her wide-eyed in disbelief, almost angry that they had been being fooled all this time.

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