I am very good at eluding people. After I was flung from the automobile its fuel tank ruptured and caught fire. The fire covered my tracks, allowing me to crawl through the snow and rest here under the Raynham Road Bridge. The falling snow has also served to hide me.
My attackers most likely believed I was dead, trapped in the burning wreckage, but now that the fire has receded they have found no body and are most certainly hunting me once again. I have gained enough time to write this record, but I’m afraid that time is now slipping away, signaling the final act of this little drama.
My old master does not let go of things easily, it seems.
The pain is now excruciating. My heart is behaving strangely; perhaps it will give out before they find me...that would be a blessing.
I am at peace oh yes! With Miriam safe I can finally rest. No more running, no more hiding, no more looking over my shoulder. I’ll face those I’ve hurt in my life and make my apologies.
Hard to write.
My plan to place this record somewhere safe, somewhere beyond the reach of the hunters. I hope I can still achieve that – Janus at least will find it of some significance, I’m sure.
It has been a long journey, and strange one.
Ah, the pain! I must stop writing now can barely hold the pencil. Hear someone coming. Wait. There, over the field.
Miriam walking across the snow barefoot in summer dress I bought her…so long ago. She said it was too daring too breezy too much like someone else might wear.
She looked lovely in it. She looks lovely in it.
Her skin radiant. Her smile – oh Lord! Her smile. I had forgotten…
Someone behind her walking with her – Janus? No, gone now.
I am gone
Miriam sweet Miriam her smile kissing me taking paper from my hand
THE END of “The Lost Wife of Thomas Tan”
Sgt. Janus will return in “Dig Deep the Well”
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