The Widow

 

Ten years.

It had been ten years

Since the tragic accident –

Ten years to the day.

She had found him in

Their bathtub – apparently,

The doctors had said, he

Simply passed out and drowned

Within the cleansing waters.

As she had done for every year

Since his death,

She laid the flowers –

Rosemary, for remembrance,

Pansies, for thoughts –

Upon his grave.

She had promised him,

Before he drowned,

To never leave his side,

And she clung to that promise

At first, never straying.

But the time had grown old

And their love had decayed.

Until one night, one night

She realized there was a loophole:

“Until death do us part.”

So she took the diamond necklace

He had given her a week before,

For her birthday,

And strangled him with it

While he was scrubbing the dirt off his body.

The doctors, of course, were her friends

And said exactly what she told them to.

But, although she was never charged,

The widow who now laid

Flowers at her drowned husband’s grave

Could never quite find enough water

To rid her hands of the blood.

 

Reviews

chilling, beautiful

[Andromeda]

yay for murderous widows! =)

[AK]

Ohhhhh, very twisty. Great job!