Hey, welcome to my first Green Mile fanfictions. By the way it's my first English fanfiction too, so please go easy on me. English is not my first language so if there are mistakes...tell me ^^ So and now: Enjoy ;D
Prologue
I stood at the bus station with my suitcase in my one hand and a map of the town in the other hand. Unfortunately I didn't have a clue of maps or of reading them at the time. My husband showed it me later, but I was unmarried at the very time. I put my suitcase on the ground and opened the map. Of course it wasn't really helpful but I found out in which direction my grandmother's house was.
So I grabbed my stuff and went along the country road. Soon a car stopped beside of me and a good looking, young man smiled friendly at me. "Can I help you ma'am?" he asked politely and stepped out of the car. He was about 15 inches higher than me and wore a guarding uniform. "Perhaps. Do you know where this address is?" I showed him the little piece of paper in my hand and he nodded his head. "Yey I do. It is on my way. I'll give you a lift. Get in" he said smiling and got back into the car.
Maybe it's a bit stupid and naive to get into a completely strangers car, but he was wearing a guarding uniform...he can't be a murderer or something. "That's really nice. Thank you. I hope you won't be late to work" I said a bit shyly. "Oh not at all. I'm always a bit early" "For the reason that you find a lost woman on the street and give her a lift?" I said grinning. He started to laugh. "Yes. For that reason only"
"By the way. My name is Dianna Selman" I introduced myself. "Oh...pleasure t meet you. I'm Dean Stanton. So there we are" he said smiling. "What? I was that close to the house?" "You were" "I'm a goner" I mumbled. Dean laughed, while I jumped out of the car. "You're not. You're just new here...right?" "Right. Thank you again and goodbye Mr. Stanton" "You are welcome. Have a nice day Mrs. Selman" And then he left. Did he say Mrs.? Actually I'm just a Ms. ... but whatever. I turned around and saw the small house.
The house belongs to my family but since years no one lived here. My grandmother sent some of her staff to clean it up sometimes...You should know that my family is rich so we really don't care about the economy crisis at the very time. I opened the door and smelled old wood. Fortunately the house was cleaned up a few days ago. I loved the house when I was a kid and I spent the weekend with my parents here. The house was perfect for one or two people. Kitchen and dining room were in once and the small living room was next to it. There was a big double bed in the cute bed room and a big wardrobe.
Quickly I unpacked my bags and sat on the couch. Tomorrow would be my first day of work. My uncle asked me to do it. I wasn't that happy to work at a prison but I can't say no to my uncle. His wife is really ill and he wants me near...when it's about to happen.