The Black Maria

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by Rupert Colley


  And she missed him, too. Dmitry’s painting stared at her. It no longer gave her pleasure; it was all too long ago. Perhaps, she’d get Irina to post it to Richard in London. It could be a wedding present. Poor Dmitry, she often wondered how much he’d really loved her. How much easier life would have been for him had they never met. She reached out to the table and picked up the wooden bear. She ran her fingers along the carved contours of its body and pressed her finger gently against the sharpness of the teeth. She flipped open the lid. The empty bottle was still inside, and within the bottle there was still a slight hint of the perfume that had, for so many years, remained trapped inside. She smiled as the faint smell brought back the memory:

  ‘What a funny little bear.’

  ‘Funny? Looks quite vicious to me. Grrl!’

  ‘That sounds more like a lion.’

  ‘Either way, the perfume is to remind you how much I love you.’

  ‘And the bear...?’

  ‘The bear? Well, he’s there to protect you, of course – for ever.’

  The perfume had long since gone but the bear... Well, it was still there; still protecting her.

  THE END

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