A Wife's Vengeful Return
nstant, dull headache. The world outside my window was gray a
eam Home was no longer ours; it was just mine, a vast, empty sp
however,
funereal-looking lilies. She wore a new cashmere sweater I kne
ake sympathy. "I heard about your little fall. I felt
Daniel is just so worried about you. But he's been swamped with
casual mention that twisted the knife. I
hand. "Don't you worry about a thing at the f
of this torment, leaving the sickl
ter the door closed behind her. "Coming here, flaunting t
. "You can't blame a snake for being a snake. You o
cenery. I decided to take a walk in the garden, th
was vibrant and alive. I breathed in the scen
l, shivering ball of black f
eyes huge and green in its tiny face. It looke
og had bitten me when I was a child, an
t away. "Get out of h
k a wobbly step forward, then another, until it was
a part of me I though
light, so fragile. It curled up in my han
d, a real smile touching my li
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