Owls: A Short Story

It was just after one in the early hours of the morning, just outside the small town of Cooksville in Texas. Gregg scanned the lake to make sure there were no fishermen or late night swimmers. It was imperative that no one would see him. He nervously made his way towards the water, constantly looking around to make sure he was not being watched, wishing now he could turn back the clock. What a fool he’d been; stupid not even thinking about the consequences of his actions at the time. An owl hooted loudly, making him jump! His life would never be the same again, he would always be looking over his shoulder. Would someone find out, did anyone know already? All these thoughts going through his head, driving him insane!

Gregg, had taken great care to mark the spot he needed to swim out to by tying a green scarf on the branch of a tree. He removed it and put it into his bag. He would have to burn it with everything else when he‘d finished this gruesome business. …show more content…
The July night was warm around his naked flesh as he removed his clothes. He took a deep breath, then stepped into the cool water, wading towards the middle of the lake. He turned himself over and swam towards the bottom. Swimming near to his destination, panic sets in! Where had she gone!? He’d put bricks in the bottom of the sack to keep her from rising to the top of the water. He swam around in a circle his heart pounding. The night before flashing through his mind. Their argument about her latest love affair, Nancy, laughing at him. His hands going around, her throat, her eyes almost popping out, finally her last breath! She just hadn't been able to stop herself from chasing men, and he’d been a laughing stock for years, yet he’d loved her. But, with every new affair he’d been driven closer to murderous thoughts, until finally he’d cracked. Gregg recalled his last words to Nancy. “You're going to die for your wanton ways, and I will die beside