Think Hard - Short Story

You  just couldn’t wait until I left.

You just fucking couldn’t.

To think all this time you ran behind my back.

Did you ever even love me? Did it occur to you that all this may have been real for me?

Did your heart ever have room in there for me or was it all just a lie?

Was I a replacement for somebody else?

A feel-good fuck?

Ahh!

You had to bring this slut into our home!

Into OUR home!

Where our children sleep!.

Where I cradled you in my arms when you were to weak to fight.

How fucking dare you betray everything we stood for.

How fucking DARE YOU!?!

Everything we helped build.

What am I going to tell the kids?

What am I going to tell my kids?

How am I going to explain this?

Shit. Shit.

Fuuuck!

They can’t know.

How are they going to understand?

That I-

It’s ok.

I got it. I got this.

It's ok.

Shit.

Ok.

Think.

I need to think.

How do I get rid of two bodies? How do I fucking move them?

Think, Linda, think.