The Gift

Trifecta: Week Fifty-Nine

This week’s word is intention.  


1: a determination to act in a certain way : resolve
2: import, significance
3a : what one intends to do or bring about
  b : the object for which a prayer, mass, or pious act is offered

Please remember:
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  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
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Martha hummed to herself, smiling .She was proud of the gift she had inherited…

 Who would have thought that the local “Spice girl”, with her love for condiments, would one day become such a household name!

 Life was good.


 The door bell rang.

Two Police officers stood there, looking uncomfortable.


“Sorry to bring you this news, Mrs.Rafter, your ex-husband & his wife were found dead.”


“Oh no!” cried Martha,”What happened?’


“Sorry, but we will need to ask you some questions.”


“Please come in.”


“We understand that the house in which they had been living for the last six months was actually yours Madam?”

The Police officer, who looked a little like Brad Pitt, asked Martha.


“Yes, it did but as George & I were getting married, I did not need it any more. So, I decided to give the house to John & Julie as a Wedding gift.”


“That was generous of you, Madam!” said the  older Policeman. 

His piercing blue eyes looked disbelieving.


“Well, we did not part on acrimonious terms officer & loving someone is not a crime,” smiled Martha.”It’s cold outside, could I interest you both in some coffee & cinnamon flavored biscuits?”


They thawed visibly.


“On the face of it, it seems they ate some wild mushrooms that poisoned them,” offered the Brad Pitt look-alike,sipping the coffee.


“Oh, that’s sad. Julie never could cook!”


“These biscuits are delicious” said the older Officer, his blue eyes smiling.


A week later, the Coroner’s office  returned the verdict-Death  due to consumption of   poisonous wild mushrooms.


Reading this, Martha smiled. thinking of a particular condiment in a spice jar, that her ex-husband must have sprinkled generously everyday ,on the bland food served by Julie, the inept cook.


The Police, of course would never find that empty jar, which she had disposed off, when she went to see Julie with her gift of wild mushrooms-a red herring, she chuckled.


It had never been her intention to let her “gift” go to waste.