I had grown to hate my husband. He was a quiet and gentle soul, but 11pm, every evening, my agony returned once more.
What began as a quiet rumbling quickly developed into a tsunami of aural displeasure. Wave upon wave the crescendo would rise, climaxing with a noise only comparable to large animal howling in pain. I'm surprised the entire village was not disturbed by his snoring. Enough!
In a moment of temporary insanity, I placed a pillow over my husband’s head until he fell silent.
I will find a way to dispose of him tomorrow, but for now, sleep.
What began as a quiet rumbling quickly developed into a tsunami of aural displeasure. Wave upon wave the crescendo would rise, climaxing with a noise only comparable to large animal howling in pain. I'm surprised the entire village was not disturbed by his snoring. Enough!
In a moment of temporary insanity, I placed a pillow over my husband’s head until he fell silent.
I will find a way to dispose of him tomorrow, but for now, sleep.
