Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Infidelity


As Jenny Barker hefted her suitcase along the path she tried not to think about what she left behind in no 27. The remains of her husband and his companion would haunt her for the rest of her days. Her dreams, she knew, would be populated by the images of body parts nailed to the walls in a gross mockery of a Damien Hirst sculpture. At least she’d had the foresight to clean all traces of her entry away and rescue he daughter from the insane chaos. She bumped the suitcase down the steps to the station. Who knew a six year old could be so heavy?

4 comments:

aims said...

Dark - very dark......it actually made me go 'what!'

Good one.

Leatherdykeuk said...

And here we have the Halcyon Days protagonist :)

liz fenwick said...

What will you think of next I wonder???

Leatherdykeuk said...

This is the dark to counterpoint the humour ;)