Chloe sits by his bedside and glares at her husband. Outside the hospital window, snowflakes fall from a grey sky.
As she shifts her hips to get more comfortable, Desmond opens his eyes, tries to sit up, but grimaces in pain.
“Try not to move,” says his wife in a stern voice
.
His head throbs as he recalls the previous evening and the gun in his wife’s hand. The bullet grazes his shoulder. He should never have listened to his wife. After all, increasing the coverage on his life insurance policy for her birthday present was a big mistake.
As she shifts her hips to get more comfortable, Desmond opens his eyes, tries to sit up, but grimaces in pain.
“Try not to move,” says his wife in a stern voice
.
His head throbs as he recalls the previous evening and the gun in his wife’s hand. The bullet grazes his shoulder. He should never have listened to his wife. After all, increasing the coverage on his life insurance policy for her birthday present was a big mistake.
