"Well," mature she said lightly, "duty calls. Shall asian we go?" He anal silently offered his arm, she tucked her hand into the crook of his elbow, and they promenaded toward the group, walking erectly with pride, showing none of the crippling dread and grief they both felt. Jessica noticed a large tent and catering truck set up just inside the park. The town’s people were going to have the usual Friday afternoon picnic after her execution. The picnic amateur was a weekly event that was popular throughout the spring and summer on the town. Friday picnics usually began promptly at 12:30 PM. Jessica reflected that today’s picnic was a sure sign that life would go on as usual without her. As they walked toward the gallows, Jessica’s resolve to go calmly to her death began to dissolve. She felt her knees begin to weaken as she began to feel sick to her stomach. Her real fear came from the shadows. When they reached the makeshift gallows, Jason kissed Jessica for the last time, Jessica returned the kiss with passion, “goodbye my darling” she whispered, “pray for my and take care of our little girl.” Jason tearfully handed her over to the man waiting there and was escorted to a position at the front of the crowd where he stood, all his attention on her, ignoring the crowd all japan about him. Jessica was beginning to tremble. Three of the town security guards stood with Jason. Jessica had been handed over to Sam Johnson, an elderly man who owned and operated a hardware store where she had often shopped. She liked him; they had often conversed at his shop. He reminded her strongly of her father. He took her hand in a courtly manner and greeted her, no emotions of any kind in his voice. "Good morning, Mrs. Collins. I have the duty to act as your executioner today”, he said in a solemn voice. “ You are condemned to hang by the neck until you are dead.” She nodded, her strangely nonchalant gesture a weak attempt to mask her mounting terror. She bit back the hysterical laughter threatening to bubble out of her throat. She was losing her grip on reality; for an instant, his face looked just like her father's. She replied with forced composure. "I understand, Mr. Johnson. I'm sure you'll do an effective job of it." She managed a tremulous smile. Trying to be light hearted, Jessica said, “I’m glad to see that the Friday picnic won’t be interrupted, though I think that I’ll be skipping lunch today, Mr. Johnson. Somehow, I don’t think I’ll have much of an appetite later. Can you apologize to the picnic committee for me?” She gave him a weak smile. 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