His Face A Pallid Mask of Abject Grief

Alex


She was an independent single woman with career goals. Everyone called her Alex, but her name was Alexandria Green. She lived on Brooklyn’s East Side in a small house on Davenport. The small home was squeezed between two larger houses. It had a lovely walkway that led up to a gray front door with a golden knocker. The front porch was freshly painted and there on it was a love chair swing, barely used. In the front of the porch was a small fenced in yard dense with rose bushes.

It was hard to look at the graceful elegance of that charming little home and believe something so horrible happened inside.

The master bedroom had ceiling fans but no air conditioning. And on that night she left the bedroom window open. It was her choice between being comfortable or secure. She chose the former.

There was so much silence in the air. It was like the calm before a storm.

Later, as the paramedics were carrying the stretcher down, her father leaned against the door frame, clutching it with white knuckled emotion. He watched the shape of his daughter’s body go past, his face a pallid mask of abject grief.

A detective gripped his arm with unspoken feeling and went in the wake of his incomprehensible loss. His gray hair was clinging damply to his forehead, his wide tie was loose, his short sleeve shirt was badly wrinkled in back as if he was sitting for a very long time. His eyes deeply set in shadows as he turned back to the charming little house. In the harsh lights of the emergency vehicles he looked menacing. Suddenly he just broke out in uncontrollable tears.

The stench of death lingered on the front porch.

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© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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John Sarkis 4 years ago from Los Angeles, CA

Hi Frank, and what powerful and profound narrative yours is. I enjoyed it very much.

Voted up

John


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Senoritaa 4 years ago

...and he is back!!! LOL


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much John.. and thank you too Senoritaa :) bless you both


lovedoctor926 4 years ago

Awesome... Is there a part 2?


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks Marlene for stopping by... and this is the only piece of reaction fiction... :)


lovedoctor926 4 years ago

ok. Have a a good weekend:)


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

u too :)


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AudreyHowitt 3 years ago from California

Sad, sad place to be--and you just rocked it!


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks Ms New Audrey..:) I wrote this over eight months ago and saw it in my older files so I reposted it.. thought it fell into the lines of shorts Ive been putting out.. yeah thanks :)


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Just Ask Susan 3 years ago from Ontario, Canada

So glad that you found this and posted it, or re-posted it. Great piece!


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Hyphenbird 3 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

Frank, you can always make me weep. Your poems are so true to life and the characters so real. Excellently done.


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wayne barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

This is worse than horror, (and I mean that in a complimentary way) in that in portrays the reality that there are real monsters in our world. Very moving piece!


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much Justasksusan, thank you Hyphen and good to see you again Wayne Barret :)


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vertualit 3 years ago from Bangladesh

excellent and glad to read it...


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Frank Atanacio 24 months ago from Shelton Author

thanks vertuslit


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tillsontitan 24 months ago from New York

Frank you bring us right to the spot. Just enough said to make us hurt for the father and for Alexandra Green. Enough to fill us with sadness for the truth in this story!

Voted up, awesome, and interesting.


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lisavanvorst 24 months ago from New Jersey

Another great crime story Frank. Your stories are written like something out of the news headlines. Keep them coming.


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Frank Atanacio 24 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much Tillsontitan for reading my short piece.. glad you found it wrote it two years ago.. bless you.. and lisa thank you for sharing your comment bless you too


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sweetpikez 24 months ago

Dear Frank,

You carve my emotion again. You bring me to that tense. This is another well written piece of yours.

Amazed with the words,

Sweetpikez


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Frank Atanacio 24 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much sweetpikez bless you


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wingedcentaur 8 months ago from That Great Primordial Smash UP of This and That Which Gave Rise To All Beings and All Things!

Hi Frank!

In this one, it seems as though the home and grounds---their aesthetic---were every bit the victims of the killing, as the young career woman, Alex.


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Frank Atanacio 8 months ago from Shelton Author

thanks winged for digging this one up :)

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