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AUTHOR:RITA B. half English half Italian lives in Romagna Italy with her husband Umberto since 1980.DARK GAMES PEOPLE PLAY is the first volume of six short stories. Volumes 2, 3 and 4 to follow.Stories that reveal the dark side of human behaviour... leading up to an unexpected outcome.

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RITA BONDI-BATES

DARK GAMES PEOPLE PLAY Vol. I

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Title | DARK GAMES PEOPLE PLAY - Vol. I Author | RITA BONDI-BATES Cover by author ISBN | 9788891108739 First digital Edition 2013

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GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

“D’ you fancy a game of scrabble?”

Harry raised his head and sighed, why did she always have to interrupt him while he was doing something else?

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to join her in a game of scrabble, he knew her too well not to catch the innuendo, her tone of voice, the look on her face with that smirk across her mouth. She would win as usual, she didn’t need a thesaurus to search for unknown words, hers was a feminine art, words came naturally, particularly if they were colourfully offensive. He had given up fighting and arguing with her.

He had once found her attractive, he was convinced that he was in love with her. They had married after a brief courtship, she knew how to enchant him with her smile, the way she would play up to him, flattering his male ego, never complaining if he postponed a date, she was so patient, her words always were “Darling your work is far more important, we have a lifetime together to look forward to.” no other woman had ever seduced him this way. Except his mother of course! Harry’s mother was Marcia’s worst rival, the two women fought tooth and nail to obtain Harry’s exclusive attention. Marcia was accused of being a gold digger, the elderly Mater in return was accused of being jealous and possessive. No peace reigned in Harry’s household.

“Well, do you or don’t you?”Marcia’s tone had dropped to a persuasive whisper, Harry looked over the top of his spectacles, she sat over her scrabble board arranging her seven tiles ready to start a game. “Come on Harry, I’ll let you choose the topic for this game.”

The topic!! why couldn’t she just stick to the basic game, OH NO, always putting him in a tight corner, she had to prove that she was superior, how she loved to boast that she knew more than he did on philosophy, psychology, not to mention criminology, there was her trump card, her favourite series was CSI. and all the Fox crime series.

Harry was not in the mood to argue with her, she would just go on and on till he’d give in, he was tired, he’d had an endless meeting at work which had dragged out well after work time, problem solving, who should leave, who could stay, suppliers were not being paid, no money for next month’s salary, decisions, decisions, since the gradual recession and the closing down of the main engineering plant he had become the most unpopular managing director of his firm.

“Let’s just play the game as a simple crossword, can’t we, just for once?” Harry almost pleaded.

“I’ve had a tiring day, I’d just like to chill out with a glass of wine, watch a film and fall asleep on the sofa, but as you insist I’ll beat you to just one simple round of Scrabble.”

Marcia crippled him with a look worthy of an Oscar.

“I’ve been on my own all day, you don’t understand how awful it is to be stuck indoors all day with nobody to talk to.” she sounded angry and frustrated “I look forward to you coming home, and what do you do? You just sit there reading the paper, working or playing at your laptop, I’ve been a good wife to you, always taken care of your needs, cooked special meals, kept the home clean and tidy.”

Harry scratched his head, why did she have to complain incessantly, he didn’t have the energy to argue, nothing would change, she wouldn’t change, neither would he. “OK, you win”, we’ll play, and the topic is CDP.”

“CDP? What on earth is that”

“Gotcha, you know everything, you tell me,” Harry grinned.

Marcia was stunned, “We’re playing Scrabble it’s not a guessing contest.”

“I’ll give you a clue” said Harry, “You have a lifetime to find the answer”.

Marcia paled, NO, he couldn’t do this to her, it wasn’t fair, he was as much to blame for the events that had taken place, nothing had been premeditated, Harry had never stood up for her.

“Well?” it was Harry’s turn to smirk, he’d had enough of her whining and complaining, life had been difficult for him too, at work people talking behind his back since Marcia had been under house arrest suspected of homicide since his mother had “accidentally” drowned in the swimming pool.

CDP? Crime Doesn’t Pay….