He looked at the chandelier, 'twas time to serve its purpose.
He set his mind to work - this would be it!
First, he'd invite her casually for a dip in the pool outside; he'd then do the job ~ push her head under, keep her submerged till her body went still.
An evil smile crept at his lips, he'd then tie the body up there, everyone would think its a suicide.
'Whack' something banged his head, 'dreaming of my death again, you nitwit,' his wife was standing with a thick book.
'No honey, was about to clean this old thing.'
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That'll teach him
ReplyDeleteYup!
DeleteAn evil dream!
ReplyDelete'twas!
Delete...it always pays to look up!
ReplyDeleteSure does...thanks
DeleteI wonder if it's the wife who is dreaming what is going on in her husband's mind. When it comes to stories one can't always take the narrator seriously (even if the author does). As the story goes she's the only one who physically punished someone with her thick book.
ReplyDeleteCould be...
DeleteHe's been watching too many murder movies methinks! I'm sure he loves her really.
ReplyDeletemaybe..or maybe not...thanks
DeleteI love your sense of humor.
ReplyDeleteThanks...
DeleteOooo creepy but a fun end. A dream as long as it's a dream and not reality. Nicely told.
ReplyDeleteThank you...
DeleteVery dark. Somewhat lacks Christmas cheer.
ReplyDeleteThank you...
DeleteHmm... full of the festive spirit, these two!
ReplyDeleteIt seems :D ..thanks
Deleteha ha ha I wonder how many spouses dream of such things. Great story, Nandini.
ReplyDeleteThanks...
DeleteSounds like she has the measure of him. Sandra.
ReplyDeleteShe can read his mind :D
DeleteOoh, good one, Nandini!
ReplyDeleteThanks
DeleteSo which is the abusive one? Maybe he dreams of killing her to end her abusing him, or maybe she fights back to defend herself from his abuse. You've set up quite the scene here, open to interpretation.
ReplyDeleteI think both love to hate each other....
DeleteDear Nandini,
ReplyDeleteWhat an evil plan.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Got busted..
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