Scream, Shout, Let it all Out

The challenge from is three things or rather three words.


Sarah wanted to scream.

She couldn’t figure out how to deal with her grief, apart from trying to find out who had murdered her husband. There was little recollection of the accident – even now. There were snippets of memory, but the last puzzle piece refused to fit in.

Her mum said it was a cry for help, and just because she was a journalist, she saw murder in every crevice. Perhaps the police were right and it was just an accident. They shouldn’t have been on the road, when the conditions were dangerous.

Her investigation was nothing more than a cry for help; she should see a therapist. Talk about her loss might help her move on. Move on to where? To being on her own? To going through life without the guilt that followed her like a ghost?

If it weren’t for the call, they wouldn’t have been on the road.

Scott, or she assumed it was Scott, because the call on her phone was private. A burner phone. A shout out for protection that caused the crash in the first place.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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