The Imposter Husband

vision of fragile piety, sat

ving widow; I saw a

ho looked exactly like my

theatrics, grabbing my arm

de me snapped.

ned the town against me,

ically destroyed my memories, ev

riff, painting me

y real husband, Brenda feigned

used me of infidelity, twisting my m

mned me, belie

crazy wife; their judgm

ht they sa

orld was a careful

eld the

clared, my voice cutting through thei

ance was about to d