Memory lane

She had a lousy day. She had only been in charge there for two weeks but she knew that she was going to have to sort out the sales manager. He obviously had a problem working for a woman. She sat thinking for a while about what to do. Then she picked up the phone and called him. The phone seemed to ring for hours, just as Kath was about to hang up Richard answered.
“Yes” he said in that stern, gruff voice of his. “Who is it?”

“Is that Mr Richard Cooke?”

“Yeah! Who are you?”

“Ah! Hello Mr Cooke. This is Kath Wright your boss. I just thought I’d call and see if you could explain why exactly it is that for the third day in a row you’re not at work”.

“Medical reasons”.

“Is that right, do you have a doctors note?”

“Yes. I’ll give you it personally.”

“I would appreciate it Mr Cooke. Well good bye, oh and Mr Cooke”

“Yeah”

“Do get well soon.” Kath hung the phone up and opened the top draw of her desk. She reached for the bottle of whiskey. She needed something to steady her nerves. Then changing her mind she reached for the phone and punching in a number. The phone was answered immediately.

“Hello May. It’s Kath I I need to talk.”



Kath slowly made her way into the parking lot. God she was glad the day was over she couldn’t wait to get home and put her feet up. It wasn’t until she was out of the parking lot that she noticed him.

“Keith what the hell do you think you’re doing in the back of the car?”

“Waiting for you. We’re going to take a little trip down memory lane.”

“What are you talking about?” She steared at his unshaven face through the mirror and saw the tears in his eyes

“You’ll see just keep on this road.” After what seemed like an eternity Keith spoke again. “Turn here.” Kath started to shake as she recognised the road they were now on.

“See you recognise where you’re at.” Keith said with a smile on his face.

“What are we doing here?” She asked “I know you have a problem working for me because I’m a woman but...”

“That’s what you think.” He snapped cutting her short. “You being a woman has nothing to do with it. Turn here.” They headed down a long back road. “You being a murder has. Stop the car.” Kath stopped and looked at the surrounding area it looked familiar but she couldn’t quite work out why.

“What are we doing here?” she asked

“This is where it happened. Do you not recognise it? I can’t believe you didn’t even recognise the name Cooke.”

“I don’t want to explain it to me.”

“Five years ago you got loaded got in your car and went for a little drive. You came down this road there was a young girl on a pushbike you knocked her down, ran over her and killed her.”

“That was when I had a problem but what the hell dose that have to do with you”

“She was my new wife we’d been married about a month when you did that”

“I I I’m sorry”

“All you got was a slap on the hand and a little fine you should have got life you deserved to get at least some jail time but no little rich girl got away with it.” Kath started to cry as Keith reaching forward took her car keys out of the ignition.

“Get out” he snapped “they may have let you get away with it but I’m not. Its pay back time little girl.”



The following day Keith turned up for work when the head of the company came to visit.

“I’m here to see Miss Kath Wright” he said

“I’m sorry sir she’s not in to day.” Keith replied “fact is I can safely say I’ve not seen her at work for about a week”

“Thank you. If she turns up can you tell her I’m waiting in her office?

“Hey Keith” one of the young lads whispered “what was all that about”

“He wanted to know when I last saw the boss so I told him not at work for over a week”