A novella in 21 chapters

The Plot: Chapter 8

Graveyard Shift

Steve Fendt
Serial Stories
Published in
5 min readJun 10, 2024

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Cartoon: blue-and-white police tape; red-and-blue emergency lights fuzzy behind it, against a dark, night-time background.
‘Crime Scene’ by Steve Fendt

Pravesh

He spotted his wife on the other side of the blue-and-white tape, her face lit in the dark by alternating blue and red flashes from the ambulance and patrol cars. She looked anxious. He bounced on tiptoes to attract her attention over the heads of the small group of onlookers, gave her a cheery wave.

Catching the stern eye of a police officer, he composed his features into an expression more in keeping with the gravity of the situation.

After all, a man had died.

An hour before, he’d been at the living room window, giving the street a last quick look before bed.

Then a car drew up. A figure got out. The lights of the vehicle died, the figure stood for a while at the gates to the Plot before going inside. A torch beam wandered down the path; trellises and foliage were silhouetted momentarily against its faint glow. It reached the inky bulk of the Big Tree and disappeared beneath its canopy as if snuffed out.

It was odd.

This was the seventh night in a row that he had witnessed nocturnal goings-on across the street. He sat in the dark and wrestled with his curiosity.

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Steve Fendt
Serial Stories

https://stevefendt.substack.com Short stories, serial fiction, memoirs of a possibly quasi-true nature. Stories of the Australian beach and bush.