Mother's Day Gifts Turn Deadly

Mother'S Day Gifts

Title: 'Mother’s Day Deliveries'

Subtitle: When the perfect gift becomes the last thing she’ll ever receive.

Prologue: The Bouquet

The first one arrived on May 8th—a lavish bouquet of white lilies, the kind that blooms funeral parlors. Tied with a black silk ribbon, the card read: 'For the woman who gave me everything… and then took it all away.'

Detective Mara Voss stared at the floral arrangement on the kitchen table, the sweet, cloying scent filling the air. The victim, Linda Carmichael, lay sprawled on the floor, her lips tinged blue, a single lily petal resting on her tongue.

This wasn’t just a murder.

It was a message.

Chapter 1: The First Gift

Three days earlier, Linda Carmichael had celebrated her 50th birthday. A respected real estate agent, she was a pillar of her suburban community—beloved, charitable, the kind of woman who sent handwritten thank-you notes.

Her daughter, Emily, 22, had moved out months ago after a bitter fight. Linda’s husband, Richard, claimed they hadn’t spoken since.

But someone had been watching.

The lilies were delivered to Linda’s doorstep at exactly 3:17 PM. No sender listed. The florist, when questioned, said the order was placed online under the name 'M. Day.'

The card was handwritten.

Chapter 2: The Second Gift

The next victim was Patricia Langford, a retired schoolteacher. Her 'gift' arrived on May 9th—a velvet jewelry box. Inside, a delicate silver locket… engraved with the initials E.C.

Patricia’s son, Evan, had died in a car crash five years earlier. The locket? A replica of the one she’d buried him in.

Detective Voss traced the purchase to an online antique dealer. The buyer paid in cash—digitally. Untraceable.

The card this time?

'A mother’s love is eternal. So is her guilt.'

Chapter 3: The Connection

Voss dug deeper.

Linda Carmichael – Estranged from daughter Emily.

Patricia Langford – Lost her son, Evan.

Third victim? – Another mother, another tragedy.

Then she found it.

All three women had been part of the same online support group—'Mothers Without Children.' A private forum for grieving, angry, abandoned mothers.

And someone had been lurking in the shadows.

Chapter 4: The Final Delivery

May 10th. The killer’s pattern was clear—escalation.

The third gift arrived at the home of Diane Hartwell, a single mom whose daughter had vanished a decade ago.

A music box.

When Diane opened it, the tune was familiar—'You Are My Sunshine.' Her daughter’s favorite.

Then the screaming started.

Voss arrived too late. Diane was dead, her skin blistering from an airborne toxin laced into the box’s mechanism.

The card?

'Happy Mother’s Day.'

Epilogue: The Unopened Gift

Voss traced the killer’s IP through a maze of proxies, leading to an abandoned house on the outskirts of town.

Inside, she found a shrine—photos of the victims, their children’s belongings, and a single, unopened gift box.

The tag read: 'For Detective Voss. Because some mothers don’t deserve to be celebrated.'

Voss hesitated.

Then she reached for the box.

[End.]

Author’s Note: Inspired by true crime cases where killers use sentimental triggers to target victims. Would you open the box? 👀

Mother's Day Gifts Turn Deadly

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