“Morning Frank, here are your 4 pints off full milk… The best just like you like it sir” Billy said to Mr Brown with a smile on his face.
“Oh… Cheers Bill, How much do I owe you?” Mr Brown replied.
“It’s free, I won’t be delivering round here anymore, I’m moving away… far away from this s**t hole” Bill said.
Mr Brown stood there and was shocked by Billy’s foul language.
“Ok cheers, bye Billy!”
“See you around Frank” Billy replied.
Mr Brown picked up his milk and went inside. Susan, Mr Brown’s girlfriend asked if Bill was ok, so Mr Brown told Susan what had been said and then told her that he was going out and would be back for dinner tonight. Mr Brown left the house, jumped in his car and raced off to Billy’s farm to see if everything was ok.
As Mr Brown was arriving… he spotted Billy carrying something, something big, something in a big black sack.
Billy was walking towards the pigs, Mr Brown got out off his scratty old car and tip-toed quietly to see what was going on.
He saw Billy put the big sack down near the pig’s trough, and then he saw Billy open it and reach down into it.
Mr Brown tip-toed a bit closer but making sure he was out of view. Billy pulled out of the bag, what looked like a… wig?
Mr Brown moved even closer at this point as he was very interested to see what Billy was doing. Billy saw Mr Brown and froze. Billy picked up the pitch fork and started running towards Mr Brown, Mr Brown ran back to his car as fast as he could. The car wouldn’t start. Billy was getting closer and closer, ranting and raving at Mr Brown. Mr Brown jumped out of his car and ran, leaving Billy’s farm and his car. Billy stopped and stared at Mr Brown running and then shouted… “I’ll get you!!! Even if it’s the last thing I do!!!”
Mr Brown got home, huffing and puffing; he could hardly breathe from all that running. Finally, he got his breath back and sat down with Susan, who looked ever so worried about what he had to say, but then he explained what he saw and Susan said he should phone the police. So he did.
4 hours later…
“BANG, BANG, BANG!!” went the front door, Susan answered it thinking it might have been Billy but it was the police. Susan let them in, and they had some news about Billy. Mr Brown, Susan and the two police officers all sat down in the kitchen.
“We have some bad news to start off with… Mr Brown, you no you said what you thought you saw was a wig, well it wasn’t, it was a woman’s head, and we have found a lot more cut up body parts in a big black sack in the cow shed. We have identified the head and it was Mrs Jenkins… Your milkman’s wife”
“What about Billy, have you found him?” Mr Brown asked.
“No there was a note written in blood, nailed to the front door of Billy’s house though saying …
Yes I did kill my wife and now I have left and nobody… I mean nobody will be able to find me, and if you do find me I will kill you too. B.J.Jenkins.”
“So what are you going to do?” Susan asked the police officers.
“We are going to look for Billy and we have to contact Mrs Jenkins’ family to tell them the bad news and try to identify the other body parts. If we have any news we will let you know” they replied and stood up and went to walk out the front door.
As they opened the door there was a note, also written in blood saying “Browns, You’re both DEAD!!!!”