Part 10
"So we're really going to leave?" Asked Becky when they were out in the crisp autumn weather leaving the beauty of the museum behind them.
"Yes, as soon as we can," Fred felt rather scared. What would they do about money? Where would they live? Fred had loads of questions spinning around in his mind.
The two of them walked through the busy street. Fred was
praying that there hadn't been another murder. He just couldn't
handle seeing another mangled corpse. He had seen enough of them to
last him a lifetime.
He slid his hand into Becky's and smiled at
her.
"Where are we going to go," Asked Becky
"Anywhere but here," Fred said more seriously. "Now listen," He turned to her and stroked her hair. "Don't tell anyone we're leaving, and go back to my house and pack everything you can into a suitcase, ok?" He slid the door key into her hand. "I've got to go to the station to inform them that i no longer work there anymore,"
Becky nodded looking rather scared.
Fred saw how scared she was, at this, he took her face and they began to kiss passionately in the middle of the street. Passers by stared in awe and a few young men wolf-whistled.
Becky looked rather embarrassed. "I love you," She shouted to Fred as they parted.
"I love you too," Fred shouted back...