Meredith, Murderer

Meredith: The Mother of Murder

©2021 Karianne Gabaldon

Disclaimer: this book entails murder and suicide. Please be aware of this before reading. Patients with mental illness or anybody else with a suicide relativity, please read the synopsis before reading the book.

Meredith Lydia DeBarge-Ghaldi,

Date of birth to death: 1927-1951,

Birthplace: Seattle, Washington

Cause of Death: Suicide.

Synopsis:

Meredith Lydia Ghaldi was a piano teacher at the Grayson Theatre of Arts from 1946-1951. She taught classes every Thursday and had monthly recitals and annual award ceremonies for her star students. Mr. Liam Richard Ghaldi would stay late from work, for he was having an affair with another young woman. Liam and Meredith never carried a true conversation with another, or at least they stopped.

The two tried to get pregnant and failed about three times, only to find out that Mrs. Ghaldi was unable to conceive a child. Mr. Ghaldi didn’t have it, so they stopped talking and she became merely invisible to him. He wanted a child badly, and she refused to adopt for she wanted the gift of her own. So, Liam Ghaldi took matters into his own hands and started sleeping with other women in hopes they’d grant him a child. As for Meredith, well, she was clueless as to what the hell her husband was doing. And it’s not like she longer cared. His business was his business. So she continued to do her passion; teach piano for the musically challenged.

Although she minded her business, her husband didn’t seem to mind his. After a late night home from piano teaching, Meredith walks into her house and up the stairs. She noticed a silhouette and it was a woman. How could she be so blind! That is what he’d been doing behind her back! So she went back downstairs and to the basement, grabbed an axe from the tool rack, and headed back upstairs to do the unthinkable. Nobody would have ever thought Meredith Ghaldi would ever murder anyone, let alone her husband and his mistress, but she did. She chopped them up and then threw their scraps inside her piano. After that night, Meredith was not the same; she no longer invited anybody to her house. They call her the Mother of Murder because every broken home that she happens to come across, the husband is sure to go. Mr. Ghaldi and his mistress, Kate Rosslin, were murdered on the night of October 5th, 1949. Meredith committed suicide by hanging herself in a tree in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania on the day of October 5th, 1951.

Chapter One: Merry Meredith

Meredith: what can you say about Meredith? Long, bleach blonde and lavender flowing hair, almost reaching her thigh. Tall, five-foot-eight, slender body which every man in town talked about. Her face was a cave that every man had sat in for as long as she could speak. Basing, this blonde-haired, ocean-eyed, feminine woman was a whore. Nobody caught on until the day she axed her husband, Liam. Meredith was a flapper though, so what more could’ve Liam am expected from her? Every night, she’d paint her face and put on a red lipstick smile, head up to the stage and dance, then poured her burlesque sorrows into her garter. She was not happy with her self esteem, but at least she had Liam. It was okay for her to cheat on him, but apparently, the other way around was just unacceptable. But you know what they say, death will soon catch up with you.

Meredith was genuinely a happy soul before the incident.

“Liam, I made a delicious lasagna for dinner!” Meredith called Liam downstairs.

“Oh, honey, it looks ravishing!” He exclaimed as he kisses Meredith on the cheek.

Meredith took off her apron that looks like a picnic blanket, then set plates and cutlery and sat down to have dinner with her husband.

Liam chewed and grounded like he was having an orgy party inside his mouth. Meredith approved.

Afterwards, Liam went to his chair to watch Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds, while Meredith cleaned up the kitchen. Once the kitchen was cleaned up, they both got ready for bed.

“Honey, do you know where my toothbrush is?” Meredith asked Liam.

Liam, lying in bed naked, replied, “no, my love. Keep looking!”

“Oh, my God!” Meredith exclaimed.

“Okay, hon. I was just joking! Relax!”

“No, I mean… my toothbrush was under the sink!” Meredith laughed as she showed him the toothbrush then put toothpaste on it and started brushing her teeth.

“That’s nice, hon. Hurry up, will ya! I’m tired and I want to sleep. But I’ve gotta get some first. You know I never go to bed horny.” Liam winked.

Meredith swished and spit, then told Liam, “I’m coming, baby.”

It was sad, really. Their marriage was a sham. They both knew it, they just didn’t want to cause more chaos. But in reality, Meredith was very unhappy.

Chapter Two: Meredith the Murderess

“My wife won’t be home until 5 p.m., would you like to come over?” Liam asked Kate.

“Sure. What will we do?” Kate asked.

“Don’t act oblivious; you know just what we’ll be doing…” Liam stroked her figure from the chest down to her hip.

Kate smiled and laughed flirtatiously at Liam.

“I’ll go get my things.”

Liam and Kate arrived at the house later than expected. It turns out that Kate and Liam only have 1 hour to do their mischief.

They enter the bedroom and Kate jumps on Liam and she slams the door. They make out and make their way to the bed. Once on the bed, Liam rips her shirt off then unhooks her bra from the front. Kate tears off the button from his jeans with her teeth.

“You’re so talented,” Liam smiles.

Her caresses her chest while kissing her all over her body. Kate lies back and lets him have his way with her.

Unexpectedly, Meredith arrives home 45 minutes early. She begins to walk upstairs but then continues to walk, but slowly, after she hears moaning.

“It’s in my head, it’s in my head,” she repeats to herself and tears solemnly drip down her eyes.

Once she opens the door, it was unbelievable; Her honey and his coworker were in bed together. They both look up at her and gasp.

“Hey, honey… I was just telling Kate here that you might be open to a threesome. Or at least that’s what I heard come out of your mouth the other day,” he said nervously.

“Don’t you dare put words in my mouth!” She screamed, shaking and fighting back tears. She looks around and she sees panties and a bra, with other loose clothing items, that were not hers.

She runs downstairs into the basement and grabs an axe. She rips them to shreds, then throws the shredded up body parts into the piano. She lied down in the fetal position, just bawling. About 5 minutes later, her cries turned into laughter.

“You did it, Meredith. Your husband is dead.”

Meredith couldn’t help but laugh, she just killed a man well deserving of death. Goodbye, asshole.

After that, she wasn’t the same. Everyone around town called her ‘The Mother of Murder’.

Epilogue: ‘Til Death Do Us Part

In the year of 1951, Meredith finally committed suicide by hanging herself in a tree. Many say she got what she deserved for killing innocent people, but what they don’t know is Meredith had every right to do so. After all, she once was sane.