The wolf's opponent (fragment)

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A night as dark as his soul followed him when the fugitive found a solitary house. He had been hidden into the forest for several days and now he felt tired and hungry. ‘Maybe’ he thought ‘I’ll able to eat something there’. He decided to ring that house. But, first he looked through the window. Inside, an old woman was cooking something in the kitchen. She looked weak and very tired. Near her, there was a handbag on a table ‘I’ll have a fun tonight!’ he whispered while he moved his mouth into an evil smile. Then, He went to the front door and rang. After half a minute, a weak female voice said: Who is there?. Nobody answered her question. For this reason, she opened the door very slowly as If she were afraid of something.

- Good Night, Madam! – said Wolf- I’m sorry. I don’t want to bother you, but I’m lost and I’m wondering if I can use your telephone.

- Sure! Please, come into my house, Mister…?

- Wolf.

- That’s a strange surname! My name is Agatha Temple. Mr.Wolf can you follow me, please?

Wolf followed Miss Temple into the kitchen. He thought that she was a charming woman.

- You have a nice house, Miss Temple- said he.

- Thank you! You’re very kind. I’m sure that you have seen that there are a lot of cracks in my walls, but you’re very kind. I like polite people. Would you like a cup of tea?

- Sure! Thank you- He could see her handbag on the table- Do you live alone here?

- Yes, I do. Since Charlie, my lovely husband, died ten years ago. He was a handsome man, you have to believe me! We met in the battle field during the Second World War when I worked as a nurse in a military hospital. Are you married Mister Wolf?

- No, I’m single.

- Actually! It’s bad luck for you!- she said as she served a cup of tea on the table- Please, sit down!

He sat down in front of her. There were only ten centimetres from his cup to her handbag. Wolf wondered: ’ how much money have she got in her handbag? And ,in all her home? ’

- You must feel alone. This house is too big for an old woman like you.

- Oh, no! Every weekend I’m visited by my granddaughter who lives in the village.

- But, if something bad happens in this house, nobody will know it. Isn’t it?

- Something bad?- she was nervous- In what are you thinking?

- In a fire, a robbery, a murder… Something really bad!- he smiled her- Much time will go by before somebody comes here. Isn’t it?

- Well, maybe you’re right- she looked afraid- But, don’t you must do a call?

- Yes, of course! I forgot it! Where is the telephone?

Miss Temple showed where the telephone was. It was in the living room. While Wolf walked to there, He was thinking what the best way of kill her and stole all her money. But, Suddenly, he felt a big fit in his head. He turned and he could see a Miss Temple who had a saucepan in his hands.

- What hells…?

But he couldn’t finish his question, because She hit him again and then he fell to the floor unconscious.

Marc Lloan, 2006