I Confess


By Christine Goodnough

“Mrs Derringer?” Officer Menzies flashed her badge when the woman opened the door. “Guess you know why I’m here.” She’d found starting this way could elicit some interesting reactions.

The old lady gasped. “How did you find out? I’ve been so careful.”

Menzies raised a questioning eyebrow.

“You don’t know what it was like living with that man. He was cruel in every way. I just couldn’t take any more.” Her eyes teared up. “I suppose one of the neighbors suspected …?”

“Mrs Derringer,” Menzies interrupted gently. “I’m here to tell you your driver’s license is expired. Time to renew.”


14 thoughts on “I Confess

  1. Oops. Actually, I know from personal experience that the police don’t personally visit you when your driver’s license expires. It just expires. If you don’t notice, you’ll find out the next time you try to use it for ID.

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    1. Thanks for your comment, James. Wasn’t getting any feedback so I checked this morning to see if there was any. You are right; they’d never come to your door for something so trivial. I’ll have to think of some other reason if I use this story again.

      I read a short account of a real-life investigator who started out this way when he knocked on door. He said it’s surprising what people with guilty consciences will blurt out. So I decided to run with that idea.

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