Always a Widow...

You prep for your overnight spa trip. A bit after four you Andy a kiss and head out. You check in and relax a bit before heading into the spa.

As your masseuse places hot stones on your back, you check your watch. You smile. Right about now ‘Abe’ should be poking holes in Andy.

You relax and let your alibi add more warm stones. After she finishes, you ‘decide’ to head home rather than staying the night. You slip on your driving gloves and head back.

You arrive back a bit later than two in the morning. You grab the knife from the garbage and place the prepared plastic wrap on it. You pull it off leaving behind the contents and drop the bloody knife in your sink. You quietly make your way to the bedroom. You smile at the scene. It’s a bloody mess. You scream and dial nine one one.

You play the part of panicked wife, both worried about her husband and a potential intruder. The police arrive quickly. An officer throws a blanket over you.

“Is he ok? He’s going to be ok, right?” You sob.

“The ambulance will be here any moment, miss, we’ll have a few questions.”

You answer questions between sobs. As they bring Andy by on the stretcher you burst out sobbing. The officer finishes and recommends a hotel.

As you head out you see them wrapping up the knife.

You hop in your car and begin whistling as you head to your posh hotel.