Wednesday, April 8, 2015

"G is for Grave" April A to Z Blog Challenge

As he was shoveling the last of the dirt to close the makeshift grave, his mind was a tumultuous mix of thoughts. The stupid bitch deserved it. She was unmanageable, rebellious, she lied, and was lazy. She didn’t clean, was a poor cook, and refused to listen. His son didn’t deserve that kind of wife, his grandchildren didn’t deserve that kind of mother. Everything would be better now with her gone. And it had been easy.

The grave finished, the sod replaced, he deserved a cold one. He went inside, popped a top, and sat, dry firing his favorite pistol.  By the time he had finished the first six pack, she was but a distant memory, except that now his constant thought was he should have done the same thing with the Bitch who left him. Maybe he still would.

Yes, that was his new plan. He just had to locate her and he was sure he that he could. After all, she wouldn’t go very far, she had no money.  She wasn’t as smart as she thought she was either. She was a stupid bitch too. And that damn attorney wasn’t worth the air he was breathing either.

Come to think of it, with the three of them gone, his life would be great. He had a plan.  Work the plan.

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Scarlett Braden
in Cuenca, Living the good life!

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