Mr. Monk and the voodoo doll
This is my continuation of the episode. It starts off just when Natalie receives her doll.
Chapter 1:
Later Natalie, after putting the dishes away, sees a mysterious box on the side table near her couch. "What's this?" She questions, not remember seeing it before. She took a deep breath; "should I open it?" She places her hands around it and then thinks she should wait. She moves it to the coffee table in front of her, where she stares at it. Turning on the tv she tries to forget about the box but can't.
She goes to the kitchen and gets a pair of scissors. "I can't take this anymore. I have to know." She leans forward poking one end of the scissors into the box, sliding it towards her. She flips the flaps of the box open. "Tissue paper?" she reaches down and lefts the tissue paper.
Inside the box she sees a voodoo doll with it red marker across its neck. And screams. Slaps her hand over her mouth but to late Julie hears her and races down the stairs to see what is wrong her mother.
"Julie it's ok, I just….." Julie knew that her mother was lying to her.
"What's in the box?" she pointed to it.
"Nothing, some um…….some stuff for Mr. Monk. "It's all fine, I was just startled about a photo I saw in the file." Julie didn't buy that; her mother never acted that way before. Not just from seeing a photo. "I'm fine, now go back to sleep." Natalie folds the flaps back together and puts the box on the kitchen table.
"If you need anything I'll be upstairs." When she knew that Julie was back in her room, she sits on the stairs and starts to sob. Julie, having her door creaked some knew it was more then a photo, something was really wrong. She slowly walks up to her mother.
"Mom," she touches Natalie on the arm and she jumps. "What's going on? Why are you so jumpy? Have you been crying?" Natalie swallows, "Why don't I call Mr. Monk." She suggested.
"No, sweetie it's really late."
"He calls you all the time when he has a problem so…." She hands her mother the phone.
"I'm not leaving till you call him."
Natalie hesitated, at the reached out phone. She nodded. "Ok," she whispered. "I'll call him."