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