Tales of Atrocities ~ I

It was a bright and sunny day. The weather was humid and the lack of clouds forced people to stay indoors. Mrs. Magpie sat on her couch, knitting a cotton cloth for her granddaughter who was due to visit her next week.

Mrs. Magpie hated summers. She resided in a small town, located on the outskirts of Texas. The weather usually was mild and friendly to pedestrians, however, one summer it reached an extreme. As Mrs. Magpie sat on her couch knitting, she heard a car park outside.

Mrs. Magpie lifted the cheap, dusty blinds to peek. A young man stepped out of a Mercedes. Mrs. Magpie stared at the young man as he brushed the dirt off his extravagant designers coat. Dressed in a tuxedo and smooth, black leather pants, the man looked as if he was in contention for the role of James Bond himself. The man picked up a bouquet of the loveliest flowers that blossomed anywhere in America from the rear seat of his car and walked up to the door of Mrs. Magpie's house.

The bell rung twice and Mrs. Magpie furiously bellowed a curse. She twisted the doorknob and flung the doorknob. Any thoughts that Mrs. Magpie had of slamming the door in the man's face vanished after she paid closer heed to the devilishly handsome man. The man had long, black curls and a lovely olive skin tone. His facial hair was completely shaven and his deep, blue eyes were completely capable of mesmerizing anyone.

Mrs. Magpie had rarely seen anyone more attractive in all of her sixty-seven years. The man's strong, masculine jawline made him even more attractive than her previous, red-neck husband. She thanked the lord for getting rid of him.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Magpie. You look lovely." The Young man praised in a nervous and unsteady tone.

Mrs. Magpie nodded courteously and pointed to his car.

"Right. Of course ma'am." The young man spoke as he fished his pockets for his keys.

Mrs.Magpie locked the door behind them and slid into the passenger seat of the stud's Mercedes  The whiny, young girl who had recently moved in next to Mrs. Magpie had also come outside, looking startled and confused. As the young stud hopped into his car, Mrs.Magpie threw the flowers at the girl. She wasn't going to see her any time soon. She thanked the lord again as she hated the snobby little bitch. The two drove off into the distance.

"I think you made quite a scene there ma'am." The young man spoke disapprovingly.

"I am an entertainer, it's what I do." Mrs. Magpie winked at him. The young man understood the hint and drew out a large, thick envelope addressed to Mrs. Magpie.

Mrs. Magpie tore the envelope open and began counting the cash.

"$30,000, perfect. Now remember, we are only married until you get your bloody green card. Understand?" Mrs. Magpie informed authoritatively.

"Yes ma'am," replied the man.

"Good, now if you don't mind, I have reservations at the Hilton hotel."