I switched off the telly. Some documentary about women going around killing their husbands. It’s a growing problem, apparently. Complete bollocks. They even had a support line if you think your wife might do you in. I down the dregs of the beer can and throw it towards the pile and miss. She pulls the trigger and doesn’t.
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Neat, and the ending surprised me. When I read the beginning on Flashflood I was enticed to read on. I didn't expect a short piece. Please write more.
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