Still, she’d picked the right spot. When the authorities came in, she’d be gone.
She had three months. He laughed at her diagnosis. Said he couldn’t wait to be rid of her.
Kathy knew she should’ve got rid of the brute ages ago. Given his screaming and storming out for weeks at a time, nobody would query his disappearance now.
Indeed her neighbours would be round to urge her to change the locks, as they did whenever he left.
Not that he’d be walking again.
He would be buried first.