Daily Dialogue: Murder Haven

Forty minutes a day, two women spring to mind and I write what the have to say.

Julie
The smells’s coming from the basement again.

Joanna
I don’t know what’s wrong. I burned more incense earlier, like you told me.

Julie
It must not be strong enough.

Joanna
I used the whole box. The basement was basically fog by the time I got up the stairs.

Julie
And yet, the stench remains.

Joanna
Do you think we should’ve buried her?

Julie
People are far too wandering and nosy to attempt such a thing. The basement’s good enough for now.

Joanna
But we’re gonna move her soon, right? We have to move her soon.

Julie
I know. She’s down there out of spite right now.

Joanna
Spite?

Julie
If there’s an afterlife, I’m taking great glee in the notion of her seeing her disrespect her body so.

Joanna
And if there isn’t?

Julie
I’ve had something to kick for the last few days. Do you have any regrets?

Joanna
No, you said that she had to die.

Julie
She did. She did.

Joanna
I’m just worried about how we’re gonna get her out of the basement.

Julie
I might’ve told a fib.

Joanna
Huh?

Julie
I have no intention of moving that rotting bitch.

Joanna
But–

Julie
Don’t worry, we won’t have to put up with her for much longer.

Joanna
How?

Julie
Burn the house down and cross the state line.

Joanna
Are you sure that’ll work?

Julie
This isn’t our house, for one. So no one’ll look for us by name.

Joanna
By name?

Julie
We’ve been seen, Joanna. Neighbors have seen us come and go. Our faces are what’ll doom us, in the end. So, we head one state over to a place where no one’s seen us before. We’ll be fine.

Joanna
But I have work in a few days.

Julie
I guess you won’t be showing up for a while.

Joanna
But that’ll be suspicious! Then people at work are gonna see the police drawing of me whenever that gets posted. They know my face AND my name!

Julie
Oh. You’re right.

Joanna
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?!

Julie
Hold on, let me think.

Joanna
The smell’s getting worse.

Julie
Try stuffing another towel by the door.

Joanna
There aren’t anymore towels. Except for down there.

Julie
We’ll just have to cope for a little while longer.

Joanna
I think I’m gonna be sick…

Julie
You’re gonna be fine. The smell will be gone soon, and all you did was help me move the body. You didn’t plot or execute any murder, so you won’t get into any trouble if we get caught?

Joanna
If?!

Julie
Only a fool doesn’t think about how a plan can go wrong, or at least acknowledge it. You don’t have to dwell on the potential failure, that’ll distract you to destruction. But knowing that it’s there will make you clever.

Joanna
So we won’t get caught?

Julie
No, though you should remind yourself of it once in a while.

Joanna
My job and what my coworkers will do keeps flashing in my mind.

Julie
We’ll think of something, then we’ll go to the next state and build new lives.

Joanna
I always wanted to be a waitress.

Julie
Why?

Joanna
I like the idea of the hustle and bustle. And I’m a people-person.

Julie
Won’t some of your customers watch the news?

Joanna
Yeah, but what does that have to do with– Oh.

Julie
Maybe in a year or so.

Joanna
I’ve been waiting all my life… What’s another year, right?

Julie
Right.

Joanna
What about you?

Julie
Lumberjane. I figure, I already know how to use an ax…

Joanna
That’s horrible.

Julie
I’m kidding. I still have the ax, though. Wanna see?

Joanna
Did you wash it?

Julie
No. I like the gore on it. It’s a reminder. Here, take a look.

Joanna
It stinks. That’s probably where the smell has been coming from.

Julie
How about that? I think you’re right.

Joanna
How many times did you hit her?

Julie
Eleven.

Joanna
That’s a prime number.

Julie
Leave the schoolwork at your job.

Joanna
It’s heavy.

Julie
It’d have to be, right? You don’t want something light that’ll break, or something rubbery that’ll hurt you as much as what you’re hitting.

Joanna
True. Where did you hit her? I didn’t see a lot of wounds.

Julie
I swung eleven times and hit around the same area. I didn’t mean to, but she stopped moving after the second or third hit so I didn’t have a choice but to strike precisely.

Joanna
I don’t think I could ever kill anyone.

Julie
Murderers should be a rare breed, so that’s comforting.

Joanna
Ugh, you can take it back now. The smell…

Julie
Alright. When did you wanna leave?

Joanna
Tonight.

Julie
Ok. What time?

Joanna
I think in an hour would be good.

Julie
Oh, shame.

Joanna
What?

Julie
I want you to leave sooner.

Joanna
Why do you still have that ax?

Julie
I think you know why. Bloodlust has made me ecstatic, and I need another fix.

Joanna
But… But I helped you.

Julie
Something I’ll always be grateful for.

Joanna
Please don’t…

Julie
And if they give me the chair, you’ll be my last thought.

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