For the preceding installment in this story, please check out “The Garden And The Mirror”
For the next installment, proceed to “Nourished By Chaff, We Believe The Glamor”, part of the Trio of Terror.
The Mother and the Worm
by Tim W. Burke
We were in our places, Olivia at the door and I in the wicker basket. The windows were concealed with heavy curtains to keep out the afternoon sun, but oil lamps pushed back the gloom.
The lady who entered our study first was the old friend of Olivia’s family, who embraced Olivia, then introduced her guests. The other matron wore black; she was the hopeful patron. The men were both young, one balding and mustached and the other dark and intense. They were surprised by her frank smile, by her firm handclasp, and they smirked.
The basket that hid me was a cubit square. Within it, I sat naked on a thin cotton mat, waiting for my cue.
About the Author
TIM W. BURKE was raised within a mile of several US Federal Penitentiaries, was once a black belt in Aikido, and has a dark, satiric movie available worldwide called THE KIBBLES AND BITS OF HELLORAMA which FilmThreat.com called “Pee Wee’s Playhouse meets Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood on crack.” His fiction currently appears in the latest “Space And Time” magazine and an upcoming issue of “Stupendous Stories.” Look for him on his blog To Smother In Order To Sell The Body To Science.
About the Narrator
Paul S. Jenkins is a writer, podcaster and tech-enthusiast (and atheist and skeptic) lives and works in Hampshire, UK.