The Messenger

‘So the jerk won’t sign the divorce papers!’ she thought. ‘Well, there’s more than one way to skin a cat.’
‘If he doesn’t want to grant me a quickie divorce, then I’ll just have to play the part of a grieving widow.’
‘The doctor told him to take it easy; that his heart wasn’t that strong anymore. I’ll scare the old bastard to death.’
‘Anyway, I always did look fabulous in black.’
She carried the horse’s head up from the cellar, where she had hidden it after her visit to the abattoir. Laying it on the pillow, she smiled maliciously.

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