Louise Values: A Narrative Fiction

“We knew she killed Shane, Benjamin said he ran out into the street. He even said it was not even her fault, but when she lied, now that was too much, guess I have no use for liars. Why would you leave the club?” Betty asked out of curiosity. “She is so stuck-up and wants everyone to treat her special,” Heather said. “It puzzles me why they elected her president in the first place.” “She seems to have several friends at the meeting.” “There are only a few women in the club that Louise considers her friend, but they are sweet women who feel sorry for her. Do you know what I mean? Wait a minute, why are we discussing her now?” Heather wanted to know. “Louise came by earlier with an expensive dog trying to make up with me. I set her straight and told her as long as
“Her family is important, but I’m looking for something else she values a great deal that I can destroy. I want her to experience the pain she caused Benjamin.” “In other words, you are seeking revenge,” Heather said smiling. “I sure am. She hurt my son and lied.” Betty blurted out becoming emotional. “If only she had admitted hitting Shane, we would have understood.” “Louise values two things. I am not sure in which order. She loves being president of the club with all of its glory and has a friend who owns a kennel in town. They have known each other for years. There isn’t anything Louise wouldn’t do for her,” Heather said and snickered. “You might check on her.” “I met some women who said Louise was always boasting about how much the club needed her. At the end of her term, she plans to apply for a position in a state office. Maybe I can eliminate that opportunity,” Betty said with sarcasm. “What’s her friend’s name?” “Her name is Tina,” Heather was quick to tell her. “She owns the kennel on Flower Street, just before