shakki

... it was one  evening in September  , Edgar was   getting himself ready to kill his third wife  dona, he was in the bathroom , the house was just recently bought  by him , he  paused for a minute  to look at his own  reflection in the mirror,  the image ge saw of himself was of a lean thin man , pale yellow  face  of an elderly person,  high forehead  blue eyes  receding hairline,  his mouth was extraordinary,  tight and straight,   so much so Edgar himself  didn't like  it

Donna,  today is your last day  he mumbled  to himself,  I didn't want to kill you but you have forced me to take this  extreme step 

He came out of the bathroom to stand by the window,  dona his third wife  had let herself out from the back door and  walking towards the garden  on a thin narrow  lane , he saw her enter  the lane leading to the  garden,  seeing her he was filled with a rage  he couldn't control  but he managed to  , he kept  on looking at her  until she disappeared amidst the thick dark  canopy of trees

I wish  you didn't prove unfaithful to me 

Edgar had taken the house on rent  and the next door  house was also   just occupied by new people,  a husband and wife,  childless,  Paul was  forty and  Nancy his wife was forty five plus