meeting
her eye. The older officer who introduced himself as Sergeant
Williams stepped forward, pulled off his cap and looked Suzie in
the eye as he said, “Miss, we regret to
inform you that there has been a car crash and we believe it is
your parents Jonathan and Judy Williams. We're sorry but we need
you to accompany us for a proper certification.”
There was a buzzing in her ears as the room appeared
to be spinning, she felt like she'd been punched really hard in the
belly. She felt arms grab her as she slipped slowly into the deep
dark blackness. As Suzie came back to consciousness, she was aware
of the two officers standing over her with sympathetic looks. She
sat up shakily, questions filling through her mind. One of the
officers apologetically asked if she was okay, if she needed
something to drink. Suzie refused, feeling shell shocked. She asked
them to wait, walking like a zombie she headed to the bathroom
quickly washing and dressing. The officers whisked her into the
backseat of the patrol car. Her world had just crashed forever.
First Melly and now her dear loving parents. The world as she knew
it had been altered irrevocably. She felt devastated. The policemen
informed her that a vehicle had crashed into her parents car
killing them instantly on impact. The driver had fled the scene
abandoning his vehicle. The registration plates appeared to be
false. That was all they knew for now. The police were hopeful that
the perpetrator would be found. Suzie felt a torrent of mixed
emotions. What kind of animal would do such a thing? It was
appalling that any human being could be so heartless and cruel to
her kind, sweet and innocent parents and leave them to die.
She felt this incredible wave of pain and hate
engulf her, the two emotions mixed in a crushing turmoil. She felt
so alone, besides her parents and Melly, she had no-one. She was
now alone, all alone.
On arriving at the station, Suzie called Melissa's
dad and mum. Uncle Frank and Aunt Lizzie arrived shortly. They were
the closest thing to any real family she had left. Dad had a
brother and sister in New Zealand and mum had been an only child.
They had never really kept up, just an occasional postcard at
Christmas, with a few visits over the years. The station was abuzz
with police going about their business. A drunken man bawled at one
officer as he was led to lock-up, swearing and cussing as he was
taken away.
Suzie was asked to wait for a few
minutes. A tall burly policeman stepped out of one of the offices.
Suzie was weeping in the arms of Aunt Lizzie, the shock of what was
happening sinking in. Uncle Frank patted her hand consolingly and
with his soft voice said, “There, there my
dear. It's going to be okay. We're here for you.”
Aunt Lizzie stroked her hair and tried to brush the
stream of tears flowing down her cheeks as she tried desperately to
stifle her own tears. Suzie reluctantly pulled away as the officer
cleared his throat. He introduced himself as Detective Matthews and
asked them to follow him to the mortuary.
The click of shoes echoed on the cold tiled floor as
they were led through a cold empty corridor, metal cabinets lined
the wall behind the double steel doors. Sergeant Matthews pushed
open the doors as he led them through. He pulled out the drawer and
lifted the white sheets. Suzie slowly stepped forward swallowing
the hard lump lodged in her throat and stared at the lifeless
faces. Their faces were a blush white and so still, they looked
like they were in a deep sleep but the deep wounds, scratches and
dark blue bruised lining their faces was an indication that this
was not so.
She nodded at Detective Matthews as Uncle Frank and
Aunt Lizzie whisked her away. An investigation was now open on the
death of her parents. Their lives had been cruelly snatched away.
From that timeous moment on everything had just become a blur. She
vaguely remembered Melly's parents telling her that she should
spend the next