Bedridden

She was always happy to visit her grandmother.

Taking a basket of food to her on a regular basis was always a joy for her. Because the elderly lady lived in a cottage deep in the wood, this gave the girl the additional pleasure of walking through nature’s lovely surroundings of tall trees and colourful carpets of wild flowers. When she arrived, she entered very quietly through the front door. Knowing that her grandmother had come down with Covid, meant that her visit would be appreciated all the more. For this reason, she made her way directly to her bedroom, where she had been convalescing for a couple of days. Sure enough, she found her tucked up in bed.

“Hello, grandma.” she said, as she entered the dimly lit room. “I was so sorry to hear that you had come down with this awful virus.” Holding the basket up, she said, “I’ve brought you something nice, to cheer you up.”

“Oh! Thank you, my dear,” she said, with a gravelly voice. “You are such a good child.”

“You poor thing, your throat sounds really bad. Are you taking something for that?”

“I, eh, well yes, lozenges, my dearest.”

Frowning, the visitor said, “I must say, your eyes do look rather big. That could be the virus, I suppose.”

The other blinked a couple of times, and said, “Yes, you’re probably right, child.”

Leaning forward, the girl said, “Your ears!”

“What about them, dear?”

“I don’t know, they just look larger, somehow. Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude.”

“That’s quite all right, child.”

Squinting, the girl said, “Your teeth!”, slipping her hand into the basket, as she put it down at the foot of the bed; her hand then moving quickly, behind her back.

“Your teeth,” she repeated.

“Yes,” came the reply, “my teeth. Long and sharp, aren’t they? All the better to eat you with, my dear.”

With this, the wolf, for that is what it was, not her grandmother at all, threw off the covers and slowly crawled along the bed towards her, growling and with saliva dripping from its ugly jaws.

At this point, the girl’s arm swept around from behind her back. The beast halted. The nozzle of a Mauser P08 9mm Luger handgun came to rest in the centre of the wolf’s forehead.

It hardly had time to comprehend what was happening, before she pulled the trigger.

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