I wrote this one in the clinic.
"Felicia" by Signe Robertson, 2007
"Do you recognize any of these young men?" The police man holds up two photos in front of Felicia.
"Uhm, yeah, but I do not know them."
"But you recognize them?"
"Yes, I will tell you the story."
The day before, Felicia had taken a walk. Then when she was on her way back to school to work on a school project, she accidentally spilled her coffee on a red car.
"I am so sorry, I did not mean to do that."
"Hey, girl, this is an expensive car, I call her Daniela, she is my precious baby, don't go spilling stuff on her."
"Yeah, don't go spilling crap on my cousin's car, what are you going to do to show how sorry and guilty you feel?"
"Yeah, how about a kiss, sweet heart?"
"No, no, don't kiss my cousin, kiss me, you know you want me, baby."
"Then I walked to school and... ...Ehm... ...Yeah... ...The school project."
"Do you remember if you ever saw the boys again?"
"Ehm, yeah, they followed me."
"How long did they follow you?"
"Hmm... ...Well, after they were flirting with me, I told them to fuck off, but they followed me to school and into my classroom and kept on harrassing me."
"Do you remember what happened next?"
"No, I guess I worked on my school project."
"Miss Carter, seventeen year old Efran Jacobs and his sixteen year old cousin Nicolas Victorson were found killed in your classroom yesterday."
"Are you suspecting me?"
"Now, we're not pointing any fingers, we're just trying to rule out possibilities."
"I see."
"Did anything violent go on in your classroom yesterday?"
"No, the boys left... ...Except, I did break some stuff."
"Break some stuff?"
"Yeah, there was like a cooking pot and a flower pot."
"We did not find any such objects on the scene."
"But there was a cooking pot and a flower pot and I smashed them."
"Why?"
"Well, the cooking pot with the brown shoes kept calling me 'baby' and harrassing me."
"Brown shoes?"
"Yes, the same as the boy."
"Mister Jacobs?"
"Yes, they were wearing the same shoes and the flower pot was harrassing me too."
"Miss Carter, why are you referring to the boys as a cooking pot and a flower pot?"
"No, no, you do not understand, the boys had left when this happened."
"So now objects talk?"
"Yeah, I know, it doesn't make any sense, does it?"
"Are you on some kind of medication?"
"Time spent with your dog is never wasted."
