mariya17
It was your basic sunday morning. As usual I woke up, got dressed, and prepared dinner. But all was not the same. Last night I finally did it. I killed him, murdered the bastard as he slept. This morning I fell free, as basic and as simple as a child.
She was a cheap woman. Someone who would not pay ten cents to save her own life. I hated her because of her frugality and could not understand how she could be this way. All my life I had wondered until the day I broke in and saw it.