The timeline of the crime:
6:47 p.m. I leave the house for a busy evening with ice cream. Hub is going to the gym. He is wearing a muscle shirt. Nice.
9:05 p.m. I return home from a busy evening with ice cream. Hub is in the kitchen in his muscle shirt. Nice. He is returning a phone call. He says Hi Sweetie.
9:06 p.m. I notice
that the Aging Trophy wife is missing. Her accessories remain on the kitchen table, sitting in a pile of sticky stuff.Still 9:06 p.m. (Things are happening quickly now.) Hub, where is the Trophy Wife?
Still 9:06 p.m. He looks at me. I got rid of her.
My face is incredulous, I am sure.
Hub shrugs. She was stinking.
Lesson learned.
1 comment:
I wish there had been a photo of your incredulous face on this post...now THAT would have been something.
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