Kept Woman Page #6

Tell me what happened

in Hartford.

I was just one

of her professors.

Just one of her professors

who was sleeping with her.

I was cleared of any wrongdoing.

So, did they ever find Robin?

No.

Well, that's tragic.

Yes, it is.

Oh, you've got quite

the collection!

Thank you! Yes, I do like

to collect fine things.

Please don't touch

those bottles.

They're very rare.

I'm sorry to rush you, officer,

but I have an early class

in the morning,

so unless you have

any further questions...

Yeah, do you know a woman

named Megan Carswell?

Who?

She used to be a student

of yours a few years ago.

Now, I don't if

you slept with her, too,

but I do know she went missing.

That name doesn't ring a bell.

And why does that

not surprise me?

You know, the thing

with guys like you

is that you think you're..

I'm sorry.

Did you kill him?

It's OK.

It's OK. You did

what you had to do.

Do you really believe that?

I do.

But he came here

looking for you.

I don't wanna be found.

I wanna stay here with you.

You aren't just saying that?

Nobody would ever

do for me what you did,

not even Evan.

I know that now.

I wanna believe you,

but I don't know if I can.

What can I do to show you?

I'm not sure.

Your house sold quickly.

I'm pretty much giving the

keys back to the bank, anyway.

Movers are coming tomorrow.

Hmm!

You must be keen to put

all of this behind you.

Oh, hey! Did they find anything

out about your friend's murder?

No, nothing at all.

They said it could've

been a robbery,

but they don't know for sure.

Yeah.

You've had a tough

couple months.

I'll be sorry to see you go.

But getting some distance

will probably be the

best thing for you.

I hope so.

Thanks for everything, Simon.

Will you come with me, please?

Where are we going?

There's something

I want to show you.

Upstairs?

Stop there.

And now to your right.

What are we doing?

Shhh!

Keep going.

Keep going.

Stop.

I want you to come

stand right here.

Hmm!

Evan sold his house, and

he's moving back to the city.

How does that make you feel?

I feel bad for him.

He must be sad.

He was confused,

but he'll eventually move on.

I just wish there was

something we could do for him,

a gesture.

I do still have a bottle

of wine that he likes.

It's not much, but..

It's perfect.

I'll bring it by tonight.

Thank you.

Well, I'll let you

get back to your packing.

Uh, thanks again for the wine.

I really appreciate it.

It's my pleasure!

Ah! And, uh...

stay in touch.

For sure!

Hey!

And if you hear from Jess...

You'll be the first to know.

Good morning!

Wow! I really passed out.

Yes, you did.

I'd like to bake you

something special.

What?

How do you feel

about rhubarb pie?

I love it.

Tell me what you need,

and I'll pick it up.

Hello?

Hi, Evan!

This is Oscar, Jessica's friend.

If you're wondering,

I haven't heard from her.

I'm calling about

your friend, Officer Haynes.

I've been out of town, and I

just heard about his murder.

What about him?

Thing is, I'd spoken

to Officer Haynes

earlier that night.

You did? What about?

Your neighbour.

I hope you're hungry.

Oh, that smells delicious!

Um, would you mind

grabbing me a fork?

Well, we're having a picnic.

You have to eat with your hands.

You should try it

while it's still warm.

Oh!

All right, all right!

Sorry, the crust

is a little oily.

It's perfect!

I'm glad you like it.

What do we do?

We wait him out.

Jess!

Jess, you here?

Rhubarb pie.

Jess! I know you're here!

You lying b*tch!

You did this on purpose.

- What do you mean?

- I'll deal with you later.

What are you gonna do to him?

You should worry about

what I'm gonna do to you.

Yes!

OK, OK!

You're gonna have to kill me,

'cause I'm done.

No, I'm just gonna make

you wish you were dead.

Jess, don't! Don't!

Don't do it.

So, you sure you wanna do this?

I don't want to, but I need to.

I really think

I should come along.

Thanks, but this is something

I have to do by myself, OK?

I love you.

Bye.

I love you.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you locked up.

I appreciate you speaking

for my not receiving

the death penalty.

You think I did

that to help you?

I want you to spend

the rest of your life

living like a prisoner.

Is that why you're here,

to torture me?

No.

Just an added bonus.

Then why?

I wanted you to know

that you never broke me.

I only made you think you did

so you'd let your guard down.

I don't care what

you think about women.

I'm smarter than you.

Oh, that reminds me!

I brought you something.

You, uh, inspired me

to write my book after all.

And I hope you like it.

It has a happy ending...

for me, anyway.

KEPT WOMEN:

by Jessica Crowder

SIMON, THIS IS YOUR FATE

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