Scribd Logo
Upload

Welcome to Scribd!

  • Mystery Story

    Uploaded by

    antonopoulou 64
    12 views1 page
    1) The narrator is playing a game of truth or dare with colleagues and chooses truth when asked if they ever covered up a murder. 2) The narrator then tells a story about visiting a family in a village 20 years ago, describing the oppressive father Giannis and trapped wife Maria and sons. 3) During a meal to honor the narrator, Giannis suddenly clutches his heart and dies. It is later revealed that one of the three family members must have poisoned Giannis.

    Original Description:

    Copyright

    © © All Rights Reserved

    Available Formats

    TXT, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd

    Did you find this document useful?

    Is this content inappropriate?

    Report this Document
    1) The narrator is playing a game of truth or dare with colleagues and chooses truth when asked if they ever covered up a murder. 2) The narrator then tells a story about visiting a family in a village 20 years ago, describing the oppressive father Giannis and trapped wife Maria and sons. 3) During a meal to honor the narrator, Giannis suddenly clutches his heart and dies. It is later revealed that one of the three family members must have poisoned Giannis.

    Copyright:

    © All Rights Reserved
    Download as TXT, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content
    Download as txt, pdf, or txt
    12 views1 page

    Mystery Story

    Uploaded by

    antonopoulou 64
    1) The narrator is playing a game of truth or dare with colleagues and chooses truth when asked if they ever covered up a murder. 2) The narrator then tells a story about visiting a family in a village 20 years ago, describing the oppressive father Giannis and trapped wife Maria and sons. 3) During a meal to honor the narrator, Giannis suddenly clutches his heart and dies. It is later revealed that one of the three family members must have poisoned Giannis.

    Copyright:

    © All Rights Reserved
    Download as TXT, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content
    Download as txt, pdf, or txt
    of 1

    <html><head></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode:

    space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div><span style="font-family: -apple-


    system-body;">I don't remember how we ended up playing the "truth or dare" game
    with colleagues at the end of the shift, between the tsipouro and Ms. Tasia's
    famous mezes. I only remember how when it was my turn I chose
    "truth".&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">"Have you ever
    covered for a murderer, Love?" Pantelis asked me. Hearing the question, I
    waxed.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">"Yes," I said
    heavily, deciding it was time to get it out. Colleagues immediately put down forks
    and glasses and fixed me with their eyes.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -
    apple-system-body;">“It happened about 20 years ago. I had gone to visit some
    family friends. Let's say it was in a small mountain village in Arcadia. Let's say
    that the host was called John and his wife Maria. Both around fifty, married for
    life. They also had 2 lads around 25.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-
    system-body;">Giannis was a powerful, oppressive man. Maria was trapped in this
    marriage along with the children. These always wanted to leave, to spread their
    wings, but Giannis was adamant. "Let them work in the field," he said, "and let
    them l</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">etters and the
    abominations".&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">That day,
    to honor me for visiting them, John slaughtered a lamb. While the older son, let's
    call him Nikos, was roasting the lamb, John ordered Maria to set the table and the
    younger son to bring the wine from the cellar and serve. Maria took out her good
    crockery, the silver cutlery and some crystal glasses, all a dowry from her mother.
    She decorated the table with flowers and placed a white cloth napkin next to each
    tableware.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">The meat was
    Turkish delight. Nikos served me at least 3 times, while Lambros made sure that my
    glass was never empty. Giannis devoured the lamb without stopping, wiping his mouth
    and hands sometimes on the white towel, sometimes on his checkered
    shirt.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">The
    boys asked me with interest about the news of the capital, while Maria was tight-
    lipped, as always.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">The
    meal was almost over when suddenly Yannis put his hand to his heart and began to
    breathe with difficulty. He had gone as white as milk and tilted his head
    back.</span></div><div><div><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">Maria
    and the children ran over him, but it was too late. John had died. "Stop," assured
    the doctor after a while when the ambulance came.</span><br></div><div><span
    style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">"He's had some heart problems lately,"
    Nikos informed me, while Lambros tried to comfort his shocked
    mother.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">"At least he
    left the way he loved most: eating" I thought with some irony, looking at the
    table. John's plate was full of lamb bones. Beside him, his towel was crumpled but
    clean, while his glass had been recently filled with wine.&nbsp;</span><span
    style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">"Everything you tell us is nice and
    moving, brother Nerit," Pantelis interrupted the story, "but where is the murder
    you covered up in pieces?"&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: -apple-system-
    body;">All colleagues muttered more or less the same thing.&nbsp;</span><span
    style="font-family: -apple-system-body;">"You bastards," I went on the attack at
    once, "didn't you gather from what I told you, that one of the three poisoned
    him?"</span></div></div><div><span style="font-family:
    -apple-system-body;"><br></span></div><div><br></div></body></html>

    You might also like