The Duke maintains a stony expression, despite his secret terror.
“Surely you can hear it, Daddy,” says his daughter. “Where was it recorded, Beecham?”
“Library, ma’am. After the promotional film. A microphone was left on all night.”
They listen; a static hiss, then a sudden exhalation – a faint, pained murmur.
“What does she say?”
“Rubbish,” he insists.
“Ssh. It sounds like – He burned my bones. How odd.”
After they’ve gone, he listens again. A familiar voice, one he’s heard every night since he strangled her.
Her cold breath whispers in his ear again.
“Good try, darling,” he says, pressing delete.
Author bio: I am a UK based writer who has had a number of short stories published in various publications. My YA Science Fiction Novel ‘The Ides’ is currently available through my website anmyers.com.
Hush is part of 101 Fiction issue 21.
one of my favorites in this issue, so far
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