The Fairy Godmother Part 134

“You’ve blown it,” said a voice from the shadow.

“Where are you?” asked Mary turning round and trying to locate the source of the voice.

“Not there,” laughed the voice. “I am disappointed in you, all these years you did so well, replacing the original Mary without her husband noticing the difference.”

“It helps being her twin,” muttered Mary.

“It does, but, it isn’t as if you were close,” said the voice.

“That helped as well,” Mary replied. “He didn’t know I existed. Then again, I don’t know why she married him.”

“One night stand, he got her pregnant,” the voice replied.

“How did you know about that?” asked Mary.

“It was all part of the plan,” said the voice.

“Why did you want the twins so much?” asked Mary.

“We had our reasons,” the voice replied.

“And they were?” Mary persisted.

“Not for the likes of you or me to know. All you need to know is that none of this was an accident, it was all planned and you did so well, till now,” said the voice.

“I can rectify it, whatever I did wrong, I can sort it,” said Mary.

“That’s the problem,” sighed the voice. “If you don’t know what you did wrong, there is only one way to sort it.”

“What about Alan and the twins?” asked Mary, playing for time.

“Alan knows nothing,” said the voice. “This will send a message to his wife that she had better make sure she gets her part right.”

“She knows?” asked Mary.

“She has always know,” said the voice.

“What are you going to do to me?” asked Mary slowly.

“You will find out in a count of 10,” said the voice laughing.

The room around Mary disappeared and she found herself in a cell.

“Where am I?” she shouted through the grill in the locked door.

“You are in one of our security cells,” said a different voice from the other side of the door.

“And you are?” Mary asked.

“Security for the Fairy Godmother and all other Fairies,” came the reply.

“Why did you bring me here?” she asked.

“We thought you’d find it preferable to being left where you where,” Enid replied.

“And what gives you that idea?” asked Mary. “I was in my own home.”

“Which is now a blazing inferno,” smiled Enid.

“I have only your word for that,” snapped Mary.

Enid waved her wand and one of the cell walls vanished, to be replaced by one of the side walls of her home.

“Take it away,” shouted Mary, as the roof fell in on the spot she had been standing on just a minute earlier.

“Are you sure you don’t want to be there?” asked Enid as the cell wall returned.

“Only an idiot would want to be there,” snapped Mary.

“So, tell us everything you know,” said Enid. “Or we will send you back.”

“That would be murder,” stuttered Mary.

“It would be if we put you in the building,” said Enid. “But just outside.”

“They will be watching,” sighed Mary. “They are always watching.”

“And if they see you’ve got out OK,” said Enid.

“Then someone will come to finish the job off,” Mary. “They don’t like loose ends.”

“So, you’d better get started,” said Enid.

“Who do I talk to?” asked Mary.

“There is a pen and as much paper as you’ll need on the table,” said Enid.

“What table?” asked Mary spinning round to see a chair, in front of a table which had a pen and a small stack of paper on it.

“That table,” said Enid.

“That isn’t much paper,” said Mary, looking at the pile of sheets.

“It will be enough,” smiled Enid. “You will see.”

“It better had be,” muttered Mary. “This could take a long time.”

“Then you had better get started,” said Enid.

“I’m thirsty,” said Mary. “And I will become hungry at some point.”

“Your needs will be provided for, as and when,” replied Enid, a bottle of water appearing on the table.

“Don’t I get a glass?” asked Mary.

“No,” said Enid. “Now, get writing and don’t miss anything out.”

“Where do I start?” asked Mary.

“Start at the beginning and work through to today,” said Enid, watching as Mary sat down at the table. “The sooner you start, the sooner you’ll finish.”

“And then they will get me,” sighed Mary. “If they haven’t got me before then.”

“That is your problem,” said Enid. “Though if you told us who they were, it would be easier for us to protect you.”

“How can I tell you what I don’t know?” asked Mary.

“You can start by telling us what you do know,” said Enid.

“What if that isn’t enough?” asked Mary, looking at the pen.

“We wont know till you start writing,” said Enid. “But you know that they will not be taking any chances on how much you do know.”

“So the wheels are in motion to get to me,” said Mary, still looking at the pen.

“And we are watching,” Enid replied. “Start writing and we will ensure that they don’t get there.”

“Don’t and they will,” sighed Mary, picking up the pen and pulling the first sheet of paper towards her.

“That’s right,” smiled Enid. “Tell it as it was, right from the beginning, missing nothing out.”

“What if I forget something?” asked Mary.

“Don’t,” said Enid, walking away from the door. Mary heard another door close and suddenly felt more alone than she had ever felt.

“Better start writing, she told herself, putting the pen to the paper.

“Will she be OK in there?” asked James, watching the image from the security camera.

“She will be safer there than anywhere else,” said Myrtle.

“Why are you taking care of her,” James asked. “She has. She wouldn’t do anything to safeguard you?”

“She is the only way into this mystery,” Myrtle replied. “If we want any answers and any hope of stopping what has been going on for decades, then she is the one who will provide us with the information we need.”

“And if we don’t find out anything?” asked James.

“Then they, whoever they are, will carry on,” said Myrtle, turning away from the monitor.

“Do you mind if I watch?” asked James.

“Someone aught to,” said Myrtle. “Why do you care?”

“For a while, I thought she was my Mother,” said James. “Now I just want answers.”

“Fair enough,” said Myrtle. “But this could take a long time.”

“I have a feeling it wont,” said James.

“Then I shall watch with you,” said Myrtle.

By Janice Nye © 2022

The Fairy Godmother Part 133

“So what’s it like living with the Mother-in-law?” asked Enid, appearing just behind Myrtle as she was bending down to take the plates out of the dish washer.

“What have I told you about appearing like that?” asked Myrtle as a plate slipped out of her hand and went crashing back into the machine.

“In general, I think the idea was don’t, but these aren’t normal times, so I thought you wouldn’t mind,” smiled Enid.

“You are right about it not being normal times,” said Myrtle. “That being the case, I would have thought you could provide a bit more of a warning before you appear, our nerves are shot through as it is and Mary hasn’t got the hang of you just appearing.”

“We are fairies, it’s what we do,” smiled Enid.

“I know that, you know that, she’s trying to get her head around the idea that someone may want to kill her,” Myrtle tried to explain.

“I can’t imagine anyone wanting to kill her,” said Enid.

“Even if they think she knows more than she does?” asked Myrtle.

“You don’t think she knows anything?” asked Enid.

“I think her husband was the one who may have known something, but we wont know what it was now,” sighed Myrtle. “Meanwhile we are trying to work out what to do next.”

“So the visit to the prison?” asked Enid.

“Seems to have rattled a few cages, but it is hard to interpret the result,” said Myrtle. “I feel sure something more is coming, I just don’t know what.

“Talking about Mary, where is she?” asked Enid.

“I was beginning to wonder that,” said Myrtle. “She was keeping an eye on the twins, but they are all being a bit too quiet,” she added heading back to the living room.

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” said Enid. “Perhaps a bit of wand work might be called for.”

“You mean go in small or invisible?” asked Myrtle.

“Probably a bit of both,” said Enid, giving her wand a quick flick, they appeared, six inch tall, invisible and on top of the bookshelf by the window.

“I don’t think it was very polite of you, pushing your way into here,” said Mary.

“You wouldn’t let us in,” said the taller of the two intruders.

“That wasn’t very welcoming of you was it,” said his shorter friend.

“I don’t know you,” Mary replied. “Why should I let you in to my daughter-in-laws flat?”

“Your daughter-in-law,” smiled the taller of the two. “You do know that she is a fairy?”

“Of course I do,” snapped Mary. “It isn’t as if I’m happy with the idea, but she is who my son married, I didn’t have any say in it.”

“So much for playing happy families,” sighed Myrtle.

“It shows how much of an act it all was,” said Enid.

“Either that, or this is the act,” said Myrtle. “So hard to decide.”

“So what do you intend to do?” asked Enid.

“Watch for a little longer to see what unfolds,” said Myrtle. “The twins are asleep and it isn’t as if she looks in immediate danger.”

“So why are you still here?” asked the shorter intruder.

“You made it very hard for me to go home,” Mary replied.

“Remember, we can get to you any time we want to,” said the tall man.

“Not from our cells you can’t,” said the security man standing in the open front door.

“Thank God you came,” said Mary. “I didn’t know what to do. I thought if I kept them talking, perhaps someone would come to my rescue.”

“Thank-you,” said James as the security men took the two intruders away.

“No problem, sir. Thank-you for calling us,” said the security man.

“You saw them?” asked Mary.

“And I heard what you said to them,” said James.

“I don’t know what I said,” Mary replied. “I was just gibbering. Saying whatever to keep them talking.”

“I’d like to believe you,” said James. “But I heard what you said and how you said it. You know more about this than you are telling us.”

“If I knew anything you’d be the first to know,” said Mary.

“I think you need to go home,” said James.

“I’ll find out what I can from those two,” Enid said to Myrtle.

“Remind them that the people they work for don’t like loose ends and that is what they are now,” said Myrtle.

“My pleasure,” smiled Enid.

“I think she needs to tell us everything she knows,” said Myrtle, standing by the kitchen door.

“Where were you when I needed you?” asked Mary.

“I was checking up on the twins,” Myrtle replied. “Remember them, the ones you haven’t paid any attention to since breakfast.”

“They were asleep,” said Mary. “I wanted to keep things quiet so as not to disturb them. There’s nothing like screaming babies to turn a situation like this bad.”

“I could almost believe you meant that,” said Myrtle. “But if that was the case, the first thing you would have done when those two were arrested would have been to check up on them.”

“I feel like I am being thrown out, back to the place I lived in with him. I thought I knew him, all those years we spent together and I had no idea about what he had done,” said Mary.

“I think it is probably the best place for you,” said James. “After all, you don’t want to stay in the home of a fairy, do you?”

“They know where we live. The security people here thought I wouldn’t be safe there,” she pleaded.

“The security people will inform the Police that you have decided to return home,” said Myrtle.

“And what good will that do?” asked Mary. “They don’t do anything.”

“If you’d wanted to stay here, you should have had some respect for my wife,” said James. “Myrtle, could you send her home?”

“Of course,” said Myrtle, giving a quick whisk of her wand.

“If I die, you’ll never forgive yourselves,” said Mary as she disappeared from the room.

“Is everything in place?” asked James.

“Yes, nothing happens there without us knowing,” said Myrtle. “We can pull her out of there at any second, should we need to.”

“So we wait and see what happens next,” said James.

By Janice Nye © 2022