You told my family I was dead?
Why would you do that? What kind of sick person would tell a joke like that?
It wasn't a joke. I thought you
were dead. The last time I saw you, you were being chased by a gunman and I
thought he had caught you and killed you
Or, you wish he had of killed me,
that’s probably more accurate, no?
Why would I want you dead?
Because you want access to my
money and you would only get that if I was dead.
No, I love you too much to want
you dead
Yeah you love me so much you
hired a gunman to kill me. You got him
to mug us, let you run and then chase me
I would never do that. I told you I love you
I do not believe you. The gunman
whose name is Javier, in case you didn’t know, and I had a lovely chat over a
coffee in Starbucks. And he told me everything
Why would you believe a jerk like
that over me, the man you married?
Why wouldn’t I? You certainly haven’t
been Mr Perfect since you started your affair with Pam.
What? What? ... How? … How did
you know about that?
A women always knows when their
man is cheating. I always suspected
something but Pam rang me up a few weeks ago, asking to meet for a coffee and
then confessed everything
Everything?
Yes everything. All about the year affair, how you were
planning to leave me, but because of all your debt and my recent windfall you
thought you would have me killed instead, leaving all the money to you.
No, no she’s lying. I would never do that
Yes, you would and you just did. Jerk!
(299 word story dare)
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