Crazy Lady

DOMINIC

At first, the name was vague.

I don’t even recall the night she kept referring to. But after some seconds of deep thinking, I made the connection.

My hands stretched mid-air and a huff of disbelief escaped my lips.

“You are Grace’s friend.”

“In the flesh.” The grand smile that followed made my entire system recoil in disgust. It was quite evident that she was a psycho and that means I have to be careful with the words I say.

“Why? Why are you doing this?” I asked once I shook the shock away.

Her mouth made a clicking sound.

“I knew I would be asked that question at some point, but I didn’t you would be the first to ask.” She took one more step and my feet quickly reacted. I found another area to stand. Thankfully, all she did was sigh and resumed her talk. “I am doing this because Grace… Because…”

Suddenly, she thumped her foot on the ground while her face carried an expression that suggested that she was trying to form her words.

Her melodrama was hardly amusing or engaging.