‘Do you remember this place Maureen? We used to come here when we were courting. Such happy days. It’s got a bit derelict and overgrown since then, a little like our marriage. I wonder what went wrong? I know I must take some of the blame. I’m not the easiest person to live with. But you planning to run off with another man Maureen, how could you? I couldn’t let someone else have you Maureen, I just couldn’t.’

Jim brushed away a tear and bent down, gently rolling Maureen’s body into the freshly dug grave. Nobody would find her here.


This is day 6 of my Drabble Project (100 x 100 word stories in the month of October.
This is story 19.


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