Saturday again and time for another helping of Horror, with Die, Blossom, Bloom. Last time, our protagonist, TED HARRIS, was reliving the night his wife died, and his efforts to do something with her body.
Warning: It starts to get a bit gory from this point, but only whilst we speak of the way in which he finally decides to deal with the body.
You can recap the last part by going HERE. Please enjoy today’s part, and let me know if I went too far.
The following day, Ted awoke with a start. He heard the letterbox rattle and letters fall onto the floor. He had slept sitting at his kitchen table. His neck ached, but at least he had slept. He glanced out of the window and saw the postman walking away. He saw Ted, smiled, and waved. Ted raised his hand to acknowledge the postman, but…
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