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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Control (01/30/06)

TITLE: String's Attached
By Alexandra Wilkin


Hello, you must be the man from the newspaper. Sit down – I’m sure the boss will be out of his meeting soon. To tell the truth, he’s really meeting with his ex-wife’s lawyer. She found him in bed with one of the young girls from the typing pool and is making him pay – know what I mean? And of course it’s me that has to run around cleaning up after him; I’ve got the florist on speed dial and the psychiatrist on voice mail – it’s been like that around here recently.

Did you want a cup of coffee? Sugar?

So, what was it you came about? Oh yes, Steve Madison. Such a dear boy, but who knew? Of course you had to notice something was wrong once he started dancing on the tables and pretending to be the Thanksgiving Turkey. I had been with Mr Millar for ten years when Steve Madison first came through those doors. All the girls were after him of course – well he was handsome and he knew it, but he always seemed to know what he wanted and how to get it; he seemed to be in absolute control. That was part of his magnetism, part of his charm. It was as though all he had to do was point his finger at a situation and it would happen just as he planned. That Derringham deal – well everyone knows about that now of course. One moment their pulling out, the next moment Madison has them eating out of his hand. The suicides were most unfortunate of course, but I’m sure he had nothing to do with that.

Anyway, I’ll be surprised if you get much out of Mr Millar. I shouldn’t really say anything but…lets just say Mr Madison knows where the body is buried, if you get my drift. Of course you didn’t hear that from me. Oh yes that’s my name on that plaque just there…remember to spell it with the ‘ph’ and not the ‘f ’.

Anyway, you could tell it was all heading south a couple of months before the suits were knocking on the door. I remember my Aunt knitted me this doll once, and I loved that doll. Then one time it got nicked and frayed near the bottom and I started picking at it. Then I picked at that wool until it just unravelled, right there in my hands. It was just after that girl he’d been seeing turned up in the river – you remember, last month? Oh I know the police haven’t said anything yet. She was here with him the night she disappeared. Surprised me that the body turned up at all.

Well, after that night he was like that doll – all frayed at the corners. I watched him unravel in front of me, just like that doll. But remember, you didn’t hear it from me. Yes, I’m sure your editor will be pleased, I’m sure he’ll even give you that promotion you want.

Yes you did mention it, remember? It was when you were drinking your coffee.

Ah, there’s Mr Millar now. Remember he’s feeling a bit raw, but if you keep that in mind I’m sure your interview will be very productive.

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Jan Ackerson 02/10/06
I think this secretary will soon be looking for a new job!
Laurie Glass 02/11/06
Unique take on the topic. And some people really are like that - just run off at the mouth.:) Actually, I got a kick out this character.
Cheryl Harrison02/11/06
Your character is a great example of the lack of self control. Good job. Keep writing.