"Ms. Clarke? You wanted to see me?"

"Yes Micheal. Come in and have a seat."

Micheal closed the door and sat in one of the flamingo pink armchairs."You were very vague with your message. What did you want to say?"

"I want to talk about the old Clarke murder case."said Ms. Clarke

Micheal sighed."Yes,the double murder by Mr. Jerome Clarke."

"It's all a lie."

He was on his way home

From Candletop

Been two weeks gone

And he thought he'd stop

At Webs and have him a drink

Before he went home to her

"Jerome was a very successful businessmen. He went on a lot of business trips. That night, he was just getting back from a two week trip. He was leading a great life. Here, let me show you a picture."She reached over and took a scrapbook from the side table. She then flipped to a photo of a man and woman in font of a quaint little cottage. Jerome was looking professional in his suit.

"Who is she?"asked Micheal.

"Terrible woman. Used to be my friend. But I didn't know my own fiance was messing with her."

Alfie Lewis said hello

He said Hi whats doing

Lew said sit down

I got some bad news

It's gonna hurt

"Jerome and Alfie were best friends. You never want to hear that kind of bad news from Alfie."said Ms. Clarke."It only hurt everyone."

I'm your best friend

And you know I'm right

But your young bride

Ain't home tonight

Since you been gone

She's been seeing that Campbell boy Mick

He got mad

And he saw red

Alfie said boy

Don't you lose your head

Cause to tell you the truth

I've been with her myself

"So let me get this straight."said Micheal."His wife was cheating on him with your fiance?"

Ms. Clarke nodded."And not only Alfie. Mick was with her too. As were many other men in town. She had the beauty and the brains. She had them speaking gibberish after only one meeting."

That's the night the lights went out in Georgia

That's the night that they hung an innocent man

Don't trust your soul with no backwoods southern lawyer

Cause the judge in the town has got bloodstains on his hands

Alfie got scared

And left the bar

Walking on home

Cause he didn't live far

You see Alfie didn't have many friends

And he just lost him one

Brother thought his wife

Must have left town

So he went home

And finally found

The only thing daddy had left him

And that was a gun

"Jerome and his dad were never close. That's why he never got money or anything from his father. He only got his gun. He waited until after Alfie left the bar to get it. Then he snuck out past the radish patch. He didn't need to. His wife wasn't home."

He went off to Alfie's house

Slipping through the back woods

Quiet as a mouse

Came upon some tracks to small

For Alfie to make

He went through the screen

In the back porch door

He saw Alfie lying on the floor

In a puddle of blood

And he started to shake

"Jerome saw the tracks leading up to the door. He could have walked away,but he was always the curious one. He walked up the door."

At this, Micheal noticed a somber look grace her face. It was almost as if she was in another world right then.

"He saw the body. He looked like he had saw Frankenstein. He was scared. Real scared."

The Georgia patrol

was making their rounds

When he fired a shot

Just to flag them down

Big bellied sheriff grabbed his gun

And said why'd you do it

Judge said guilty

In a make-believe trial

Slapped the sheriff

On the back with a smile

Said supper's waiting at home

And I gotta get to it

"Did the cops do anything?"asked Micheal.

"Cops had it in for him."said Ms. Clarke "Didn't believe he had found the body. Didn't believe he had hurt his hippocampus earlier in the year, so he couldn't remember anything. Jerome wouldn't admit the truth. He had fired that shot to flag down the sheriff. The judge wouldn't believe a word out of Jerome's mouth. Why would he. The judge was Mick."

That's the night the

Lights went out in Georgia

That's the night that

They hung an innocent man

Don't trust your soul with a

Back woods southern lawyer

Cause the judge in the town's got

Bloodstains on his hands

Hung my brother

Before I could say

The tracks he saw

While on his way

To Alfie's house and back

That night were mine

And his cheating wife

Had never left town

That's one body

That'll never be found

You see little sister don't miss

When she aims her gun

"They hung him that night. If they had only waited one more day I could have told these truths. Jerome was protecting me. His wife's body will never be found. And little sisters are the best shots in this town."

"Wait." Micheal said,connecting the dots with wide eyes. "Jerome was innocent. And he wouldn't say that because he was protecting you?"

Ms. Clarke nodded. "I killed them. Jerome didn't want me to take the blame. So when the cops were coming,he told me to get out and get far away. I did just that. Then I came back a few weeks ago."

"Why?"asked Micheal."Why come back now?"

"Mick died last week. I am the last one that could tell the truth. And Jerome wanted me to live. I did just that. He died so that I could live."said Ms. Clarke.

"Micheal sighed. He had no choice."Poppy Clarke,you are under arrest for the double murder of Alfie Lewis and Mara Clarke."

That's the night that

The lights went out in Georgia

That's the night that

They hug an innocent man

Don't trust your soul

To no backwoods southern lawyer

Cause the judge in the town's

Got bloodstains on his hands

A/n: Sorry for lack of stories for a while. Writer's block is a bitch. So, I don't feel like begging, so just review. Please?