# "This Town Warned us to Never Speak to the River Wives" Creepypasta

An episode of [CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1492008134), 3 Jun 2025, 48 min.

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## Transcript

[0:01] Speaker 1: The hilltop cottage was somehow even smaller than it looked online,
[0:06] Speaker 1: but it made it feel more charming. Sunlight split generously
[0:11] Speaker 1: through the mismatched windows, catching on the old brass fixtures
[0:14] Speaker 1: and the worn but beautiful woodwork that ran along the
[0:18] Speaker 1: door frames. Or The garden was wild and overgrown in
[0:22] Speaker 1: the best way, full of wild pollinator flowers for bees
[0:26] Speaker 1: and tangled roses, with time creeping into the cracks of
[0:29] Speaker 1: the old stone path. It had flows, but the price
[0:34] Speaker 1: had been unbelievably low for what it was. And Mara
[0:38] Speaker 1: was over the moon. I love it, she beamed, arms
[0:43] Speaker 1: spread like she was already embracing it. And look at
[0:46] Speaker 1: that view. It's like a painting. There are so many
[0:50] Speaker 1: pretty places to take pictures off from my shop. She
[0:54] Speaker 1: was right. Our view was stunning, fields folded over each
[0:59] Speaker 1: other in soft green swells, a thin river glinting with
[1:03] Speaker 1: seams of silver, while the town itself sat low, as
[1:08] Speaker 1: much of clustered rooftops nestled in the valley, ringed by
[1:11] Speaker 1: more of those sleepy trees. I had told Mara it
[1:16] Speaker 1: was a romantic reset. I used words like digital detocks
[1:20] Speaker 1: and back to basics, which she ate up for what
[1:24] Speaker 1: she didn't know, because I was buried in debt so
[1:27] Speaker 1: deep I couldn't see daylight, cards, loans, sharks that keep lending,
[1:34] Speaker 1: even when I'd nothing left to prove I could pay
[1:36] Speaker 1: them back. I'd better house as a final hope to
[1:40] Speaker 1: get it all back, and I'd lost. This cottage was
[1:45] Speaker 1: a cheap scapegoat. I just didn't know how long we
[1:49] Speaker 1: could keep it up. The general store sat squat and low,
[1:54] Speaker 1: as if it had grown there. Inside it smelled like
[1:58] Speaker 1: old wood and something shay, like vinegar or pickled onions.
[2:03] Speaker 1: Mara was already halfway down to one of the narrow aisles,
[2:06] Speaker 1: asking about local trails and making conversation the way she
[2:10] Speaker 1: was always good at doing. The man she was talking
[2:13] Speaker 1: to was in his late fifties, maybe older, with a
[2:17] Speaker 1: weathered face and hands that looked too big for the
[2:19] Speaker 1: delicate register he tapped with one knuckle. When he finally
[2:24] Speaker 1: looked up, he did it slowly and grumpily, in that
[2:28] Speaker 1: way that I assumed came with age. He looked at Mara,
[2:33] Speaker 1: then me, and finally tilted his chin towards our new home.
[2:39] Speaker 1: The river wives don't like being seen, he said. His
[2:43] Speaker 1: voice was calm, but it felt rehearsed, especially not by
[2:48] Speaker 1: young women. Mara paused halfway through, flipping a trail map
[2:54] Speaker 1: over for what the ones by the river? He respond quickly,
[3:01] Speaker 1: you'll know them if you see them. Don't let it
[3:04] Speaker 1: get that far. And if you have to walk past
[3:07] Speaker 1: the river, wear something that doesn't invite trouble. Cover up.
[3:14] Speaker 1: Before we could ask what he meant, another man, a customer, presumably,
[3:19] Speaker 1: spoke from somewhere in the store. He's right, don't greet
[3:23] Speaker 1: him in. Do you best to ignore him? Mara turned, frowning,
[3:29] Speaker 1: like she was trying to decide if this was a
[3:31] Speaker 1: joke or some backwards performance art. I watched as she
[3:36] Speaker 1: folded the trail map with careful fingers, her mouth pressed
[3:39] Speaker 1: into a polite, unreadable line. She didn't say anything, but
[3:45] Speaker 1: the silence felt like it had teeth. She gave the
[3:48] Speaker 1: man a short nod and stepped away, the trail map
[3:52] Speaker 1: still clutched in her hand. At the far end of
[3:55] Speaker 1: the counter, a woman looked up from a station behind
[3:59] Speaker 1: the battered produce scale, late sixties, maybe, with a pinched
[4:03] Speaker 1: expression that made it hard to tell if she was
[4:06] Speaker 1: squinting at something. She looked at Mara girls dressed like
[4:12] Speaker 1: that in the city, I'm sure, she said, sizing Mara up.
[4:17] Speaker 1: But the river's not a place to be soft hearted.
[4:21] Speaker 1: She dropped a handful of apples into a paper bag
[4:24] Speaker 1: and folded the top slowly. Some bits out here take
[4:28] Speaker 1: advantage when you go offering bits of yourself without thinking.
[4:33] Speaker 1: Mara smiled politely, but I could see the muscle working
[4:37] Speaker 1: in a jaw. She wasn't the type to speak to strangers,
[4:41] Speaker 1: so she gave a quick of course, and turned to me.
[4:47] Speaker 1: I caught her expression, the kind of look that meant
[4:50] Speaker 1: get me out of here before I say something I'll regret.
[4:55] Speaker 1: Let's go, I said, already moving, still need to get
[4:59] Speaker 1: to the hard shop before it shots. Thank you for
[5:02] Speaker 1: the advice. We stepped out into the sun, and Mara
[5:08] Speaker 1: was quiet for exactly three seconds. Bloody hell, she muttered,
[5:14] Speaker 1: cover up because my arms are out. It's twenty one
[5:17] Speaker 1: degrees and I'm wearing a nice sun dress. Sorry for
[5:21] Speaker 1: dressing like it's a warm day and not a funeral.
[5:25] Speaker 1: She didn't wait for me to respond, just kept walking.
[5:29] Speaker 1: I get that it's a small town, she said, but
[5:33] Speaker 1: come on, offering bits to yourself. Wear something that doesn't
[5:36] Speaker 1: invite trouble. She made air quotes without slowing a pace.
[5:42] Speaker 1: It's all just polite language and know your place. Girl.
[5:46] Speaker 1: Did you notice they didn't say a word to you.
[5:49] Speaker 1: I did notice, I said, and yeah, it's daft. I
[5:55] Speaker 1: glanced back at the shop, then ahead at the worn cobbles,
[5:58] Speaker 1: tufts of grass poking through the gaps, and nettles crowding
[6:02] Speaker 1: the edge of the road. These people have known each
[6:06] Speaker 1: other forever. They've grown up together and seen each other
[6:09] Speaker 1: through weddings, funerals in the lot. They've probably sat in
[6:13] Speaker 1: the same pub with the same pint and the same
[6:15] Speaker 1: complaints into the seventies. I kicked at a loose stone.
[6:21] Speaker 1: We're just new faces to them. It doesn't matter what
[6:24] Speaker 1: we say or how reasonable we know we sound. It's
[6:27] Speaker 1: just us stepping into their town. That doesn't make what
[6:31] Speaker 1: they said right, just means it's not about us. I
[6:36] Speaker 1: gave her a note with my elbow. You know, you
[6:39] Speaker 1: could always bring a few soaps around to the shop.
[6:42] Speaker 1: You give them something nice, they might start being nice back.
[6:47] Speaker 1: That got the corner of a mouth to twitch just
[6:51] Speaker 1: enough to call it a win. A few days in,
[6:57] Speaker 1: I was still finding my rhythm, but Mara tucked to
[7:01] Speaker 1: the countryside as if she had always belonged in it.
[7:04] Speaker 1: She was already in boots, basket looped over her arm,
[7:08] Speaker 1: pigging wild things from the hedgerow as she knew them
[7:10] Speaker 1: by name. She dried bundles of herbs and twine stretched
[7:15] Speaker 1: across the kitchen window, yarrow, mug, wat, lavender, horsetail, always
[7:21] Speaker 1: something gently fragrant tucked beneath her ear. She sang when
[7:26] Speaker 1: she worked, little hums and wordless melodies that carried through
[7:30] Speaker 1: the house like incense and cheered me up. As I
[7:33] Speaker 1: worked remotely. Sometimes I'd find love notes folded and slipped
[7:37] Speaker 1: under my coffee mug, tiny sketches of flowers or hearts,
[7:41] Speaker 1: which felt great until I remember the real reason we
[7:46] Speaker 1: were here. I started going for early runs most mornings.
[7:51] Speaker 1: I was out the door before Marow was up, lacing
[7:54] Speaker 1: my shoes and the doorstep while the sky was still waking.
[7:58] Speaker 1: It gave me space to think proper. But no matter
[8:01] Speaker 1: how far I went, I always ended up circling back
[8:05] Speaker 1: to the same thought I needed to tell her, And
[8:11] Speaker 1: the longer I left it, the worse it would be.
[8:15] Speaker 1: I'd lost our old life to a stupid selfish mistake.
[8:20] Speaker 1: I hadn't just messed up, I properly wrecked things. This cottage,
[8:25] Speaker 1: this so called fresh start, was damage control. And yet
[8:32] Speaker 1: she liked it here. She was happy, And part of
[8:36] Speaker 1: me kept wondering if I told her now, would she
[8:39] Speaker 1: be furious enough to leave? Or would she stay? Because
[8:42] Speaker 1: despite everything, something good had come out of the mess.
[8:48] Speaker 1: I didn't know. I just knew I couldn't keep dodging
[8:51] Speaker 1: it forever. One of the first few mornings, I decided
[8:58] Speaker 1: to try a different path. I was still working out
[9:01] Speaker 1: which ones were worth the mud and which ones didn't
[9:04] Speaker 1: leave You stuck two fields from where you meant to be.
[9:08] Speaker 1: This one dipped through a patch of large and followed
[9:11] Speaker 1: the river for a bit. I hadn't been that way before.
[9:15] Speaker 1: It was colder down there, Damp hung heavy in the
[9:19] Speaker 1: air and caught in your throat, And in the mornings
[9:23] Speaker 1: there was a fog that thickened the closer you got
[9:25] Speaker 1: to the river's path. I spotted some figures in the fog.
[9:31] Speaker 1: There were women standing knee deep in the river, backs
[9:34] Speaker 1: turned half lost between the trees and the fog. They
[9:39] Speaker 1: seemed to be barefoot, their dresses hung soaked and heavy
[9:43] Speaker 1: clinging to their legs, headscarves, not a tight, not a
[9:47] Speaker 1: strand of hair showing. They moved in silence, slowly and steadily,
[9:53] Speaker 1: scrubbing stained fabric against old wooden washboards. One of them
[9:57] Speaker 1: lifted a strip of cloth, wet and head. She twisted
[10:01] Speaker 1: it with both hands, and red water trickled out. Then
[10:08] Speaker 1: my foot went out from under me. I went down hard,
[10:12] Speaker 1: knee first onto the path. Paine shot at my legs,
[10:16] Speaker 1: sharp enough to make me swear out loud. My palms followed,
[10:20] Speaker 1: scraping against the grit and shaving away my skin. I
[10:25] Speaker 1: stayed down for a second, catching my breath. When I looked,
[10:30] Speaker 1: blood was already starting to soak through the fabric of
[10:33] Speaker 1: my joggers. When I limped back into the kitchen, Mara
[10:39] Speaker 1: was already at the counter, hanging another row of drying
[10:42] Speaker 1: bundles in the window while she made breakfast. She turned,
[10:47] Speaker 1: took one look of my leg, then my top, and frowned,
[10:52] Speaker 1: What the hell happened to you, river path, I said,
[10:57] Speaker 1: slipped the blooded streaks down my trousers, the stubborn stains
[11:03] Speaker 1: spreading beneath the fabric. She touched to him gently, then
[11:08] Speaker 1: looked at me for a moment. Lucky you, she said,
[11:12] Speaker 1: I made a new bar yesterday. It's good for blood.
[11:16] Speaker 1: Could pull that out nicely. She moved to the shelf
[11:20] Speaker 1: and peeled back the linen from the stack of pale
[11:22] Speaker 1: gray soap bars, all the same size and shape, more
[11:26] Speaker 1: than she usually made in one go. I frowned, you
[11:31] Speaker 1: planning a bulk sale I didn't know about. She didn't answer,
[11:36] Speaker 1: too preoccupied with insuring her food didn't burn. She passed
[11:40] Speaker 1: it to me like she hadn't heard the question. Use
[11:44] Speaker 1: cold water first, she said. Always cold heat sets it in,
[11:49] Speaker 1: then scrub it out with this, work it into it,
[11:52] Speaker 1: let it sit a bit. She didn't offer to do
[11:56] Speaker 1: it for me, which was strange for her. Was it
[11:59] Speaker 1: the path by the bend, she asked, almost off handedly,
[12:03] Speaker 1: where the fog rolls in. I nodded, she didn't look up.
[12:10] Speaker 1: That's where the best wild arrow grows, loads of it,
[12:14] Speaker 1: just before the river curves back inland. Some of it's
[12:17] Speaker 1: already gone to seed, but I've still been able to
[12:20] Speaker 1: find the good stuff. She stirred the part on the stove,
[12:24] Speaker 1: her wrist moving slowly and steadily. It's quiet out there,
[12:29] Speaker 1: she said, I know what you're going to say, yes,
[12:34] Speaker 1: I saw the river wives, as they call them. Don't worry,
[12:38] Speaker 1: she scoffed. I didn't bother them. But I still think
[12:42] Speaker 1: it's mad that a town like this let disordest women
[12:45] Speaker 1: stand out in the col don't laundry like it's eighteen
[12:47] Speaker 1: twenty bloody backwards, if you ask me. There was a
[12:52] Speaker 1: long pause as I record my encounter this morning. Heah,
[12:57] Speaker 1: you're right, I said, but it's not our place. Do
[13:02] Speaker 1: you really need to go all the way out there
[13:03] Speaker 1: for yarrow? I can pick it up for you on
[13:06] Speaker 1: my runs if you want, She turned slowly. I like
[13:11] Speaker 1: it here, she said, I love it, actually, But I'm
[13:15] Speaker 1: not stupid. You've seen how they talk to me like
[13:18] Speaker 1: I'm a child or a house care She set the
[13:22] Speaker 1: spoon down a bit harder than she probably meant to.
[13:26] Speaker 1: I won't play small just because it makes this place
[13:29] Speaker 1: more comfortable. I like my walks. I like finding things
[13:32] Speaker 1: with my own two hands. I don't need someone fetching
[13:35] Speaker 1: yarrow for me, like I'm some little wifey who's save
[13:38] Speaker 1: us staying inside? All right, all right, I said, gently,
[13:43] Speaker 1: I get it. I'm sorry, she sighed, pinching the breech
[13:49] Speaker 1: of her nose. Sorry, that was an aim at you,
[13:53] Speaker 1: just all of it. This place is so beautiful until
[13:57] Speaker 1: people start speaking that way. I stepped forward and rested
[14:02] Speaker 1: her hand lightly on her back. She didn't pull away.
[14:07] Speaker 1: You're right, I said quietly. You shouldn't have to shrink,
[14:11] Speaker 1: not for any one. She looked at me, and something
[14:16] Speaker 1: softened behind her eyes. Her shoulders dropped a little. We
[14:21] Speaker 1: moved here to grow, and instead I'm supposed to fold
[14:25] Speaker 1: up smaller. You won't, I said, not with me. Not ever.
[14:32] Speaker 1: She leaned into my chest with a soft, exhausted sigh,
[14:36] Speaker 1: and I wrapped my arms around her, careful of the herbs,
[14:39] Speaker 1: still tired at her hip. I like that, you worry,
[14:44] Speaker 1: she murmured. Just don't make it delicate. I'm not I know,
[14:50] Speaker 1: I said, You're a bloody force. There got a quiet laugh.
[14:56] Speaker 1: She pressed the forehead into my shoulder and let it
[14:59] Speaker 1: sit there for a few seconds longer. Then she pulled
[15:03] Speaker 1: away and gave my leg a glance. You'd better get scrubbing,
[15:08] Speaker 1: by the way, if you let that set, I'm not
[15:10] Speaker 1: making a second batch, noted, I said, cold water, firm scrubbing.
[15:17] Speaker 1: Let it sit, got it? She gave me a mock
[15:22] Speaker 1: stern nod and went back to her part. I waited
[15:27] Speaker 1: a few days before running again. My knee still twined
[15:31] Speaker 1: when I bent it too far, but I told myself
[15:34] Speaker 1: the ache was good. It meant I was healing. It
[15:38] Speaker 1: was early again, and the fog thickened as I got closer,
[15:42] Speaker 1: just like last time. This time, however, I was determined
[15:47] Speaker 1: to see what was past the river, and as I'd expected,
[15:53] Speaker 1: they were there again, the same women in soaked dresses,
[15:58] Speaker 1: dragging the soaking clothes against the washboard. For this time,
[16:02] Speaker 1: one of them turned slightly, like she'd heard me coming.
[16:07] Speaker 1: Her face stayed hidden, just enough that the scarf blocked
[16:10] Speaker 1: everything but the curve of a jaw. Would you be kind,
[16:16] Speaker 1: she spoke, and give this one a twist. These old
[16:19] Speaker 1: hands aren't what they used to be. She held up
[16:24] Speaker 1: a sodden sheet. It was dark and dripping. She turned
[16:28] Speaker 1: it slightly in her hands. It hung the limp and lifeless,
[16:32] Speaker 1: the water sliding off in long, reluctant ropes. There was
[16:38] Speaker 1: something in the way, she asked, though I couldn't put
[16:41] Speaker 1: my finger on it, so I stopped. The fog pressed
[16:46] Speaker 1: against my back. The only sound was the slow trag
[16:50] Speaker 1: of fabric and the slap of water on stone. The
[16:53] Speaker 1: bird song had long disappeared. My fingers twitched like they
[16:58] Speaker 1: might move on their own, and I shuffled my feet forward.
[17:02] Speaker 1: But then I noticed her arms. They were pale and bloated,
[17:07] Speaker 1: way past the usual prune from water. Then I noticed
[17:11] Speaker 1: the folds of the dress near her wrists were torn
[17:14] Speaker 1: in places like the fabric had been picked at, and
[17:18] Speaker 1: the sheet it wasn't clean, the water sliding off it
[17:23] Speaker 1: was thick and red, too heavy looking to just be mud.
[17:28] Speaker 1: Come on, love, she said, again, voice softer this time.
[17:33] Speaker 1: You've got young arms. I've had awful joint pain lately,
[17:37] Speaker 1: and a terrible bit of rheumatism in the elbows. It
[17:40] Speaker 1: just needs a twist. She gave the sheet a small,
[17:46] Speaker 1: hopeful jiggle, like that would draw me closer. She still
[17:50] Speaker 1: didn't look at me, which bothered me more than I
[17:53] Speaker 1: wanted to admit. I don't know why, but it made
[17:58] Speaker 1: my skin crawl. There was something unnatural about someone asking
[18:02] Speaker 1: you for help without ever meeting your eyes. My wrists
[18:07] Speaker 1: have been locking up something terrible, she added, as if
[18:11] Speaker 1: it hurt just to say. All this damp in the
[18:14] Speaker 1: air worse than it used to be. You'd be doing
[18:18] Speaker 1: me a kindness. The other women didn't react. They continued
[18:25] Speaker 1: dragging their fabrics against the washboard like I wasn't even there.
[18:30] Speaker 1: The words from the general store came crawling back. Ey's low,
[18:34] Speaker 1: don't greet them, don't offer anything. I thought it was
[18:39] Speaker 1: cruel the first time, rude for the sake of it,
[18:43] Speaker 1: But at that moment I felt like advice was passed
[18:46] Speaker 1: on with caution. Still I hesitated, because what if she
[18:53] Speaker 1: really was just some old woman in the cold water,
[18:57] Speaker 1: soaked to the skin, wrists giving out from year of
[19:00] Speaker 1: doing this exact motion. What if I was being the
[19:03] Speaker 1: bad guy here, watching her struggle and walking away like
[19:07] Speaker 1: it could cost me something. Um, I began, Oh, sort it.
[19:14] Speaker 1: Then she snapped at my voice, suit yourself. The shift
[19:20] Speaker 1: in the tone shocked me. It wasn't the sort of
[19:23] Speaker 1: hurt you'd expect from being turned down. It was snappy
[19:27] Speaker 1: and impatient, like she dropped something and blamed me for
[19:30] Speaker 1: not catching it. Not even a moment for an old
[19:34] Speaker 1: woman with bad arms. She hissed more to the river
[19:38] Speaker 1: than me. What a thing to watch someone struggle and
[19:42] Speaker 1: turn your back on them must be nice being young
[19:45] Speaker 1: and quick. Men are so bloody selfish. I clenched my jaw.
[19:51] Speaker 1: He flared across my face from embarrassment. A few days ago,
[19:56] Speaker 1: Mara had practically bitten my head off for offering to help.
[20:00] Speaker 1: Now some old hag in a river made me feel
[20:03] Speaker 1: like the villain for not pitching in. I didn't know
[20:06] Speaker 1: what the hell women wanted any more. I decided to
[20:10] Speaker 1: stay silent and let the fog have the last word.
[20:15] Speaker 1: I turned back to the path and let my feet
[20:17] Speaker 1: do what they came here to do. Move. My breathing
[20:23] Speaker 1: evened out as I picked up my speed. The rest
[20:26] Speaker 1: of the trail cut through thickets and a small patch
[20:29] Speaker 1: of pine. The cold stuck to my skin, and the
[20:32] Speaker 1: sound of the river grew faint behind me, and I
[20:37] Speaker 1: let it fade. By the time I got home, the
[20:42] Speaker 1: sun had risen properly, the mist was already pulling back
[20:47] Speaker 1: like it hadn't touched anything, but something had. I felt off,
[20:53] Speaker 1: like the run had taken something out of me. My
[20:56] Speaker 1: legs ached, my fingers felt stiff, and there was a
[21:00] Speaker 1: rob in the back of my head that hadn't been
[21:02] Speaker 1: there when I left. I skipped to breakfast took a
[21:06] Speaker 1: shower so hot it should have scolded. Still, he barely
[21:10] Speaker 1: did anything. By late afternoon, I was curled up on
[21:15] Speaker 1: the sofa under a blanket, useless. Mara came in from
[21:21] Speaker 1: the garden with dirt on her knees and a fresh
[21:23] Speaker 1: bundle of herbs in one hand. That's me sorted for
[21:27] Speaker 1: a few months. She was slightly wet from getting caught
[21:31] Speaker 1: in sudden rain. She glanced at me, taking in my
[21:35] Speaker 1: pale face, then back at the kettle near the fire.
[21:40] Speaker 1: You're not running tomorrow. I wasn't planning to, I said.
[21:46] Speaker 1: My voice came out hoarse, like I'd been shouting when
[21:49] Speaker 1: I hadn't said much of anything. You look like a
[21:52] Speaker 1: washed out sock, she said, crouching to soak the fire
[21:56] Speaker 1: back to life. Then a man flew something like that.
[22:03] Speaker 1: She didn't press, and set the kettle above the fire
[22:06] Speaker 1: more carefully than usual, and sat beside me, still smelling
[22:10] Speaker 1: like rosemary and wet grass. Maybe your body's trying to
[22:14] Speaker 1: tell you something, she said quietly. They keep pushing into
[22:18] Speaker 1: places that you don't want to. I didn't answer. I
[22:23] Speaker 1: didn't know how to. Really, she didn't know it, but
[22:27] Speaker 1: she was spot on. She passed me a cup of tea.
[22:31] Speaker 1: She hadn't asked if I wanted strong, slightly bitter, the
[22:36] Speaker 1: kind she made when I was sick. You're resting tomorrow,
[22:40] Speaker 1: she asked again, gently this time yeah, I said, I'm
[22:46] Speaker 1: staying in. We can have a lie together. She smiled,
[22:52] Speaker 1: but kept a distance. Absolutely not, she said, I make soaps,
[22:58] Speaker 1: not cures. The last thing I need is catching whatever
[23:01] Speaker 1: this is and sneezing over my stock. I gave a
[23:05] Speaker 1: weak laugh, half into the tea. Wow, no bedside manner,
[23:12] Speaker 1: she grinned. Not in the job description. You want sympathy,
[23:17] Speaker 1: you'll have to bribe me with biscuits. Then you'll get
[23:20] Speaker 1: some tea and toast in bed if you're lucky. The
[23:28] Speaker 1: next morning, the sun woke me up before I was ready.
[23:32] Speaker 1: It poured through the thin curtains and strips warm across
[23:35] Speaker 1: my face. Nice, actually one of those rare moments where
[23:40] Speaker 1: the light feels soft instead of sharp. I still felt awful,
[23:45] Speaker 1: and became clear that I sweated through the night. Despite
[23:49] Speaker 1: the fact that the sun's warmth and quiet made me
[23:51] Speaker 1: feel like I could have maybe stayed like that for
[23:54] Speaker 1: a while. I reached over, expecting to feel the softness
[23:58] Speaker 1: of mars skin, but the bed was empty. The covers
[24:03] Speaker 1: and Morra's side were flat and cold. I blanked up
[24:07] Speaker 1: at the ceiling, confused for a second. I had been
[24:11] Speaker 1: looking forward to tea and toast in bed, like she
[24:14] Speaker 1: usually did when I had the man flu. I listened
[24:17] Speaker 1: for her. The house had thin walls. You could hear
[24:21] Speaker 1: everything in it, but there was nothing, just quiet. I
[24:27] Speaker 1: sat up slowly. My head swam with that awful cotton
[24:32] Speaker 1: wool in your skull kind of dizzy. Everything felt a
[24:36] Speaker 1: bit too bright, a bit too sharp. My legs were
[24:40] Speaker 1: heavy with fatigue, but I swung out of bed anyway,
[24:44] Speaker 1: feet hitting the cold tile on the floor. I made
[24:49] Speaker 1: my way around the house, noticing nothing unusual until I
[24:53] Speaker 1: saw that her boots were missing. She wouldn't have gone far,
[24:59] Speaker 1: or at least that's what I told myself at first.
[25:03] Speaker 1: But something didn't sit right. Mara had already gathered all
[25:07] Speaker 1: the herbs she needed, she'd said, so everything was drying
[25:11] Speaker 1: nicely on the twine above the sink, and the rest
[25:14] Speaker 1: of her supplies were tugged away in their usual spots.
[25:18] Speaker 1: I looked up at the shelf where she kept her
[25:20] Speaker 1: finished soaps. The top row was still lined with the
[25:24] Speaker 1: usuals lavender, oat, rosemary, but the pale gray bar she
[25:30] Speaker 1: had me use the other day We're gone. I moved closer, squinting.
[25:36] Speaker 1: Maybe theyde me move to the market box. My brain
[25:40] Speaker 1: felt fogged over, like thinking through clingfilm. I touched the shelf,
[25:45] Speaker 1: ready to steady myself. Nothing, not a single bar left.
[25:53] Speaker 1: I opened the bin on instinct. Half buried unto yesterday's
[25:57] Speaker 1: peelings was the linen wrap she used for packaging, the
[26:01] Speaker 1: same dotted one she'd used when she first showed me
[26:04] Speaker 1: the batch. She had folded once, then crumpled like someone
[26:08] Speaker 1: had changed their mind at the last second. I knew
[26:13] Speaker 1: where she'd gone, even before I admitted it. I knew.
[26:19] Speaker 1: I turned and grabbed the nearest pair of shoes, my
[26:22] Speaker 1: head spinning as I bent down, but I shoved them
[26:25] Speaker 1: on anyway. The air outside was sharp but warm from
[26:29] Speaker 1: the rising sun. That same low mist was back again,
[26:33] Speaker 1: thicker near the fields, sticking to my throat with every breath.
[26:38] Speaker 1: My legs protested the second I pushed into a run,
[26:41] Speaker 1: cold muscles left over fever. I felt wrong, but still
[26:48] Speaker 1: I ran. The trail was soft from last night's rain.
[26:53] Speaker 1: I kept slipping, catching myself just before I went fully down.
[26:58] Speaker 1: My breathing turned quick and right, get too soon. I
[27:01] Speaker 1: followed the curve on the path, past the hedgerow, past
[27:05] Speaker 1: the spot I fell before, and then I saw a
[27:08] Speaker 1: bootprints in the mud leading down to the water's edge.
[27:14] Speaker 1: I picked up speed, and there she was. Mara stood
[27:20] Speaker 1: at the bank, boots muddy, sleeves pushed up. She had
[27:25] Speaker 1: both hands out in front of her, offering the soap
[27:28] Speaker 1: to the river wives. The woman closest to her lifted
[27:32] Speaker 1: her head and I saw her. Her face was puffed
[27:37] Speaker 1: out in places and sunken in others, like it had
[27:40] Speaker 1: been soaking too long in the wrong kind of water.
[27:44] Speaker 1: Her bloated corpse came to mind. Her skin had that gray,
[27:49] Speaker 1: puffy look like you'd seen pictures you wish you hadn't
[27:52] Speaker 1: clicked on. Her lips were pulled thin, but puffed at
[27:56] Speaker 1: the edges, like they were losing their shape. I opened
[28:00] Speaker 1: my mouth to call out, but instead my stomach turned.
[28:05] Speaker 1: The run, the fever, and the sight of the woman
[28:09] Speaker 1: all hit me at once. The taste of last night's
[28:12] Speaker 1: food climbed back up my throat, and I barely had
[28:15] Speaker 1: time to lurch to the side before it came up.
[28:19] Speaker 1: I doubled over, wretching, hard, hands braced to my knees,
[28:24] Speaker 1: bitter half digested vomit, hid the mud with a wet slap.
[28:29] Speaker 1: My eyes watered. The noise, the stench, and the sting
[28:33] Speaker 1: in my nose all grounded me and made it worse.
[28:37] Speaker 1: I wiped my mouth with the back of my dressing
[28:39] Speaker 1: gown sleeve, heart still hammering, chest heaving, and Mara had
[28:44] Speaker 1: turned towards me with a concerned look on her face.
[28:50] Speaker 1: She didn't have time to say anything. The river wives
[28:55] Speaker 1: moved faster than they had any right to. One of
[28:59] Speaker 1: them searched from the water in a wet heave, cloth
[29:02] Speaker 1: slapping against stone. Mara turned too late, her hands fumbled, soap,
[29:08] Speaker 1: slipping from her palms and hitting the rocks. Another one
[29:11] Speaker 1: rose behind her, then another and another. They surrounded her,
[29:17] Speaker 1: water logged limbs coiling around her legs, wasisting arms. One
[29:22] Speaker 1: pressed the palm flat against her chest, Her boots lost grip,
[29:25] Speaker 1: and her knees gave. They began to drag their washboards
[29:29] Speaker 1: across her back, over her arms, over a scalp, like
[29:33] Speaker 1: they were trying to strip a clean They worked fast.
[29:38] Speaker 1: Her clothes came apart of the seams. Threads poured like
[29:42] Speaker 1: worms from the stitching. Her skin went with it, peeled
[29:47] Speaker 1: back in patches, red, bloomy, and then vanishing under the froth.
[29:53] Speaker 1: One of them worked at her wrist until the joint
[29:55] Speaker 1: gave a little pop, then twisted another open their mouth
[30:00] Speaker 1: wide and bit down on Mara's shoulder like it was bread.
[30:04] Speaker 1: The flesh gave. Mara's mouth opened, but no sound came.
[30:12] Speaker 1: I forced myself upright, stumbling forward. My legs didn't want
[30:17] Speaker 1: to cooperate. Mara reached out in a last weak attempt
[30:21] Speaker 1: to push away, to reach for me, but then her
[30:25] Speaker 1: head went under. Her hair was the last thing I
[30:29] Speaker 1: saw of her, fanned out on the surface like ink
[30:32] Speaker 1: in water. I finally made myself step forward, and one
[30:37] Speaker 1: foot sank into the bank, but I didn't go any further.
[30:44] Speaker 1: I couldn't. I was outnumbered. There were too many of them,
[30:51] Speaker 1: and whenever they were, they weren't just old bats with
[30:54] Speaker 1: bad joints. I threw up again, barely staying upright, still shaking.
[31:01] Speaker 1: I could taste it all in my mouth, and the
[31:03] Speaker 1: feel of last night sweat still clinging to my neck
[31:08] Speaker 1: one of them turned slightly in my direction, just enough
[31:11] Speaker 1: to let me know she clocked me, and I stumbled
[31:14] Speaker 1: back weakly, shoes skidding in the mud. My heel caught
[31:19] Speaker 1: a root and I went down hard, hands scraping against
[31:23] Speaker 1: the cold, muddied stone as I scurried back on my feet,
[31:27] Speaker 1: losing a shoe to the river, and I ran faster
[31:32] Speaker 1: than I had ever run before. I didn't stop until
[31:36] Speaker 1: I hit the edge of the village. My lungs were burning,
[31:40] Speaker 1: my chest felt too small, one foot was raw, my
[31:44] Speaker 1: sock soaked through, and mud clinging to the back of
[31:47] Speaker 1: my legs like tar. I stumbled into the center, wheezing,
[31:53] Speaker 1: hunched ies, scanning for anyone. The first person I saw
[31:58] Speaker 1: was the woman from the sharp She didn't flinch. You're
[32:04] Speaker 1: a state, she said instead, eyes flicking to my missing shoe,
[32:09] Speaker 1: then the blood and the dirt down my arm. You
[32:12] Speaker 1: went down there, didn't you. I opened my mouth to speak,
[32:18] Speaker 1: but the words weren't ready. My throat closed around them.
[32:23] Speaker 1: Behind her, another man leaned out from the post office steps.
[32:28] Speaker 1: He took one look at me, then shook his head
[32:31] Speaker 1: like he's seen all he'd needed. You were worn, son,
[32:36] Speaker 1: Better not bring that hassel into town. Either leave or
[32:39] Speaker 1: go back and finish what you've started. I shook my head,
[32:45] Speaker 1: still breathless, voice barely there. I need the police, I
[32:51] Speaker 1: need someone to The woman scoffed, actually scoffed, Oh love,
[32:59] Speaker 1: No one's calling anyone. What would they even do? Fill
[33:03] Speaker 1: out a form and lose it. I looked up at her.
[33:07] Speaker 1: Mud streaked at my legs, acid in my throat, one
[33:11] Speaker 1: shoe gone to the river. I must have looked half mad.
[33:16] Speaker 1: She's gone, I said. It came out dry and it stung.
[33:22] Speaker 1: They took her. The woman from the shop just shook
[33:27] Speaker 1: her head. Then it's done. She looked me over again.
[33:34] Speaker 1: But there was no pity in it. They're not coming
[33:38] Speaker 1: for you, she said. Whatever happened out there, it was
[33:42] Speaker 1: between her and them. They don't take much interest in men.
[33:48] Speaker 1: She nodded at my state like that explained it all.
[33:52] Speaker 1: You're not. There's the bother unless you give them a reason.
[33:58] Speaker 1: She paused moment, as if deciding whether to waste the time,
[34:03] Speaker 1: saying the rest. Then she nodded toward the village green.
[34:07] Speaker 1: You can waste your morning reporting it. The police will
[34:11] Speaker 1: be down there. Poke around with a note box and
[34:14] Speaker 1: by the time they do, they won't find a thing.
[34:18] Speaker 1: They never do. She shifted a weight and tucked her
[34:24] Speaker 1: hands into a cardigan's sleeves. Or you can come inside,
[34:29] Speaker 1: sit down and have a cup of tea. Let it
[34:32] Speaker 1: settle a bit, figure out what you want to do next.
[34:36] Speaker 1: If anything, I couldn't answer. The clouds had closed in
[34:43] Speaker 1: and rain had started again, that fine, soaking kind. She
[34:49] Speaker 1: gave me a look that wasn't quite sympathy, just something like,
[34:55] Speaker 1: well pick. The weeks that followed were slow and quiet
[35:04] Speaker 1: in the worst kind of way. The shop lady was right.
[35:09] Speaker 1: The police didn't find anything. They looked at me like
[35:12] Speaker 1: they knew what was happening, like an adult checking under
[35:16] Speaker 1: a child's bed for monsters. They asked me to walk
[35:19] Speaker 1: them through it, so I did. The whole thing sounded
[35:24] Speaker 1: like a story. One of them nodded like he was listening,
[35:28] Speaker 1: but I could tell he wasn't hearing a word and
[35:30] Speaker 1: just filling in boxes in his head. They stepped down
[35:34] Speaker 1: to the river eventually, boots careful on the edge, like
[35:38] Speaker 1: they didn't want to get dirty. One of them crouched
[35:42] Speaker 1: and stared at the water for a while, like he
[35:44] Speaker 1: might offer something up if he looked long enough. The
[35:48] Speaker 1: other paced around with a stick, prodding at the reeds,
[35:52] Speaker 1: like he would find her folded neatly in the mud,
[35:55] Speaker 1: just waiting to be uncovered. They didn't find any thing.
[36:01] Speaker 1: They knew they wouldn't. I could see it in the
[36:04] Speaker 1: way they moved, slow and half hearted. In the end,
[36:10] Speaker 1: they gave me a number to call and said someone
[36:13] Speaker 1: might be in touch if anything came up, though it
[36:16] Speaker 1: probably wouldn't. I didn't leave the town. I couldn't. Every
[36:23] Speaker 1: room still had her in it despite our short time here.
[36:27] Speaker 1: Her handwriting on labels, her coat on the back of
[36:30] Speaker 1: the door, A stupid mug with a chip in the handle,
[36:34] Speaker 1: she always said, gave it character. Some mornings I'd wake
[36:39] Speaker 1: up forgetting turning to her side of the bed, expecting
[36:43] Speaker 1: her weight and warmth, only to be met with a
[36:46] Speaker 1: flat sheet in silence. And that's all it took. The
[36:54] Speaker 1: silence would drag me back to that day, straight to
[36:57] Speaker 1: the mud her final moments, and she reached out, my
[37:02] Speaker 1: chest would lock up like someone had stuck their hand
[37:05] Speaker 1: inside and squeezed tight, and my hands would shake. Breathing
[37:10] Speaker 1: would come out wrong, sharp and fast, like I was choking.
[37:16] Speaker 1: Sometimes I'd curl up and try to ride it out.
[37:19] Speaker 1: Other times I'd sit up and press my palms to
[37:22] Speaker 1: my knees, like they might pin me to the moment
[37:25] Speaker 1: and anchor me down until the wave passed. It always passed,
[37:31] Speaker 1: but it took its time. Some days I thought I
[37:36] Speaker 1: should burn the whole house down with myself in it,
[37:40] Speaker 1: but I didn't. The people in town started treating me differently,
[37:45] Speaker 1: with noods and cups of tea. The townspeople stopped to
[37:49] Speaker 1: ask how I was holding up. They didn't say sorry,
[37:53] Speaker 1: not outright, but it was there, and the way they
[37:56] Speaker 1: helped me. The shop woman held even started saving me
[38:01] Speaker 1: the good milk without asking. One of the older men
[38:05] Speaker 1: gave me a spare radio in case the silence ever
[38:08] Speaker 1: gets too loud. You're one of us, now, Hilda said,
[38:14] Speaker 1: handing me a paper bag of apples without charging. Everyone
[38:18] Speaker 1: loses someone eventually in one way or another. So I stayed,
[38:27] Speaker 1: partly because I had nowhere else to go, and partly
[38:30] Speaker 1: because of my debt. Even if I could the thought
[38:34] Speaker 1: of packing up and moving on somewhere else without her
[38:37] Speaker 1: made me feel sick. I kept Mara's little shop going
[38:41] Speaker 1: under a name changed the labels on a soap to
[38:45] Speaker 1: Mara's blend and started selling them at the market. They
[38:49] Speaker 1: did well. I messed up a few batches, some trial
[38:54] Speaker 1: and error, but before I knew it, they started to
[38:58] Speaker 1: smell like hers. It was maybe a month when I
[39:02] Speaker 1: realized I was out of Yarrow. I'd use the last
[39:06] Speaker 1: bit of it on the latest batch. He didn't feel
[39:10] Speaker 1: right to stop making one of her best sellers. I
[39:13] Speaker 1: thought about asking someone to fetch some for me, but
[39:16] Speaker 1: that felt like cheating, so I waited. A few days
[39:23] Speaker 1: turned into a week. I kept putting it off, and
[39:26] Speaker 1: even tried looking for it in different areas. At one point,
[39:31] Speaker 1: I told myself the blend didn't need Yarrow, but I
[39:35] Speaker 1: knew I was wrong. Every time I ran my thumb
[39:38] Speaker 1: over the label. Mara would have been furious at me
[39:41] Speaker 1: for half passing something under her name. The thought stuck
[39:46] Speaker 1: and grew teeth. I kept seeing her hands, the way
[39:50] Speaker 1: she held the bars when they were still curing, her
[39:53] Speaker 1: thumb running along the edge. She'd never half finished anything,
[39:58] Speaker 1: not even breakfast, And there I was, letting fear decide
[40:04] Speaker 1: what got made and what didn't, letting it whisper that
[40:08] Speaker 1: maybe it wasn't worth finishing. Maybe I was safe and
[40:12] Speaker 1: not to Mara would have seen through that. In two seconds,
[40:17] Speaker 1: she'd have thrown something at me, probably a damp tea towel,
[40:21] Speaker 1: and she'd have followed it up with that sharp look
[40:24] Speaker 1: she had, the one that said pull yourself together, and
[40:30] Speaker 1: she'd have been right. All I did was give the
[40:34] Speaker 1: anger space to grow. It started low in my chest
[40:39] Speaker 1: and curled around the edges of everything, as if fested,
[40:42] Speaker 1: into the corners of the cottage, and on to her
[40:45] Speaker 1: side of the bed. Eventually it boiled up into an idea,
[40:53] Speaker 1: one I couldn't shake away no matter what I tried.
[41:01] Speaker 1: That evening, the local pub was lively and dimly lit.
[41:06] Speaker 1: A few of the regulars scattered across the low tables,
[41:09] Speaker 1: shouting across to each other, cracking jokes. The fire was
[41:13] Speaker 1: more glow than flame by now mostly embers tucked into
[41:17] Speaker 1: the grate, flickering just enough to keep the cold off
[41:20] Speaker 1: the walls. George, the gent who gave me the radio,
[41:24] Speaker 1: sat near the back half watching darts on the telly.
[41:29] Speaker 1: I took the stool next to him, no fuss, and
[41:32] Speaker 1: didn't bother with a pint. You still got that shotgun,
[41:37] Speaker 1: I asked, bloody hell, he said, after a pause. You
[41:43] Speaker 1: don't start with hello anymore. Didn't feel like chatting clearly,
[41:49] Speaker 1: He glanced at me suspiciously, like you already knew why
[41:52] Speaker 1: I was there. What for foxes? I said, been getting
[41:59] Speaker 1: into the garden, and they've stuck up half the beds,
[42:02] Speaker 1: most of Mara's corner, chewed through all her hard work.
[42:08] Speaker 1: That made him pause, and he set his pint down
[42:11] Speaker 1: onto the sticky table. Sombly. Blerdy hell, he muttered that
[42:17] Speaker 1: patch always looked proper, never thought foxes would go after herbs.
[42:23] Speaker 1: He went quiet at that rouse, drawing in a touch,
[42:27] Speaker 1: the lines around his eyes settling deeper, as if he
[42:30] Speaker 1: were figuring out whether that was the truth or not.
[42:35] Speaker 1: Been hearing that from folks too, he said, after a beat.
[42:39] Speaker 1: Not just foxes, badgers and rabbits too, all of them
[42:43] Speaker 1: turning up where they shouldn't be. They're bold, like they've
[42:47] Speaker 1: forgot how to be wild. Don't bolt anymore, Just stand
[42:51] Speaker 1: and watch you like they're taunting you. I nodded once.
[42:57] Speaker 1: That's what they've been doing. He studied me again. You're
[43:03] Speaker 1: planning to shoot anything, only if I have to. He
[43:09] Speaker 1: let that sit between us for a second, then gave
[43:13] Speaker 1: a small nod. I'll get it to you in the morning,
[43:17] Speaker 1: he said, one day. Only barrel pulls a bit left
[43:20] Speaker 1: if you're not paying attention, and it kicks like it's
[43:23] Speaker 1: got something to prove, So don't try and be clever.
[43:28] Speaker 1: I won't. Once I had the gun, I set out early.
[43:35] Speaker 1: The sky was gray and the path was soft with
[43:38] Speaker 1: last night's rain. The shotgun was wrapped in oil cloth
[43:43] Speaker 1: and strapped across my back. I could feel it with
[43:46] Speaker 1: every step foxes, I said, pests. George must have known
[43:54] Speaker 1: he'd handed me the gun like he understood. He said nothing,
[43:58] Speaker 1: but gave me a small nod, the kind that said
[44:02] Speaker 1: do whatever you got a doo, mate, but don't come
[44:05] Speaker 1: crying after The fog was thicker, this time, proper thick.
[44:12] Speaker 1: It clung to the hedges and swelled low across the path.
[44:16] Speaker 1: The visibility was awful. The river wasn't even in sight yet,
[44:21] Speaker 1: but I could feel it just around the bend, that damp,
[44:26] Speaker 1: cold presence and impending doom. I stopped walking, reached back
[44:32] Speaker 1: and undid the strap. It came free without fuss, oilcloth,
[44:38] Speaker 1: damp with mist. I wrapped it slowly, feeling the weight
[44:42] Speaker 1: of it in my hands. It felt wrong, like it
[44:47] Speaker 1: knew I had no business holding it. My arms weren't
[44:51] Speaker 1: made for this, My hands weren't steady. I never handled
[44:55] Speaker 1: one before, not properly, not like this. And there I
[45:00] Speaker 1: was alone in the mud, with fog at my ankles
[45:04] Speaker 1: and a loaded shotgun in my grip. Like I knew
[45:07] Speaker 1: what the hell I was doing. I broke it open
[45:11] Speaker 1: to check the two shells. They were right where they
[45:14] Speaker 1: were meant to be, and when I clicked it shut,
[45:18] Speaker 1: it made a proper sound, clean and final. Then I
[45:24] Speaker 1: kept moving slowly. My boots sank a little into the
[45:28] Speaker 1: wet ground with each step. I could feel the thud
[45:31] Speaker 1: of my heart beat in my jaw and finger tips.
[45:36] Speaker 1: Then I saw it, a figure of a woman standing
[45:40] Speaker 1: in the water with her back turned, her dress soaked
[45:43] Speaker 1: and clinging to her legs, and her head was wrapped
[45:46] Speaker 1: in a scarf pulled tight. Every muscle in me went taut.
[45:53] Speaker 1: I raised the gun and flicked the safety off with
[45:56] Speaker 1: my thumb, clumsy and stiff. Was louder than I expected.
[46:02] Speaker 1: It made the hairs on the back of my neck
[46:04] Speaker 1: stand up. The figure reacted to the noise one foot
[46:09] Speaker 1: dragging through the water like she was remembering how to stand.
[46:14] Speaker 1: Her body swayed slightly, and every part of me tensed.
[46:19] Speaker 1: My arms were locked and my shoulders tightened. I braced
[46:23] Speaker 1: the stock against my shoulder, properly, lifted the barrel and
[46:27] Speaker 1: lined it up through the gray. The fog swirled around her,
[46:32] Speaker 1: thick as milk, only showing a blur of her. I
[46:37] Speaker 1: couldn't see her face, but I knew what this was.
[46:40] Speaker 1: What it had to be one of them. I had
[46:46] Speaker 1: seen this before. I knew this shape, this silence, the
[46:50] Speaker 1: soap dress clinging to her legs, sleeves hanging, heavy hair hidden,
[46:56] Speaker 1: no part of her left of recognize. She was just
[47:00] Speaker 1: another one of them, waiting for a next victim. So
[47:06] Speaker 1: I aimed, and just when I had her square in
[47:10] Speaker 1: my sight, she spoke, did you finally bring those biscuits
[47:17] Speaker 1: you promised me? The words took the ground from under
[47:23] Speaker 1: me without warning, and my arms dropped just a little
[47:28] Speaker 1: and shock. I couldn't help it. It felt as if
[47:33] Speaker 1: the gun had become heavier because it was her. It
[47:42] Speaker 1: was Mara

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