A local woman missing- Mary Kubica

body, paint on her clothes. Evidence that connects her to me. We
have no other choice,” she says. “I know this is hard. But we have to
get rid of her.”
I shake my head frantically. The tears come. They’re inaudible,
falling from my eyes. “I can’t. I can’t be a part of this,” I rant. I turn
away. I set my hand on the door handle. I think about leaving. Where
would I go? What would I do?
Bea grabs me before I can leave. I try shrugging her off but can’t. I
turn back to her. “Stop it, Bea,” I say. “Let me go. I won’t be a part of
this. I can’t have this on my conscience. We should call the police.
You should turn yourself in.”
“Snap out of it,” she says as she slaps me hard. I fall silent,
shocked. My cheek stings. My hand goes to it as I choke on a sob.
“Haven’t you figured it out yet?” she asks. She has the presence of
mind to keep her voice quiet. “You’re no innocent bystander,” she
says. “You’re already a part of it. What do you think Josh would say if
he knew we plowed down some woman in the street? You think that
husband of yours would ever think the same of you?”
Shame and fear wash over me. What would Josh do if he knew?
Running into Shelby was an accident. But would he judge me for
getting in the car with Bea when she was so obviously drunk?
“I don’t know,” I say frantically, shaking my head. “I don’t know
what he’d do.”
“Get out of the car, Meredith. Now. I can’t carry her alone.”
She’s firm. We’re no longer on a level playing field. Now Bea is in
control.
We get out of the car. We go back to the body. With Shelby on her
back, she’s easier to carry. Bea slips her arms under Shelby’s
underarms, and lifts her upper half. She has to slide her out from
under the car first, before I can take her feet. All the while I sob, my
body in spasms. Bea tells me to be quiet, to walk faster. It’s only a
matter of time before someone comes.
I go through the motions. I do as I’m told. This isn’t happening, I
tell myself. This isn’t real. I keep waiting for myself to wake up. This
is all just a dream, a horrible nightmare.
I never wake up.