Crime Scene

6 May

At some point in the future someone will ask, didn’t you suspect something, didn’t you realise there was something – not quite right?  And you’ll pretend that you did.  But for now you just sit here at his table, drinking his wine and looking into his eyes, smelling nothing but the air freshener, hearing nothing but the music.


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