Don’t take this the wrong way but I’m not after sympathy. My wife died unexpectedly two days ago. We had planned to go on a seven week luxury cruise around the Pacific Islands. There she was starting to pack our things for the experience of a lifetime and the next thing she was dead.
This is starting to sound like I’m more shocked with missing out on the cruise than I am about my wife’s sudden departure. We had been married for fifteen years. There were no children; that was from choice and not from the vagaries of Nature. So we were quite free to go on a seven week cruise without too much responsibility for what was left behind at home.
We were both in the bedroom when it happened. The luggage lay open on the bed. Suddenly she couldn’t breathe like she was being strangled. She was flaying her arms about and making a horrible screeching noise. And the next thing she was on the floor dead.
I honestly didn’t know what to do next. In events such as this one plays things by ear. I didn’t call for an ambulance. Instead I took the luggage off the bed, picked her up, and lay her down. I know when a corpse can’t be resuscitated.
The problem now is how to get rid of the body before Betsy-Sabrina and I leave to go on a seven week luxury cruise around the Pacific Islands.
Pesky bodies, anyway.
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I’ve never used the word “pesky” in a story! I shall remedy that – eventually!
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I’ll be looking forward to it.
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I wouldn’t worry about it. The body will still be there when you get back.
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That seems like very sound advice.
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Oh, good grief!
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Honestly, the things that happen to upset your travel plans. Drought, fire, covid, death.
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You never mentioned rain – I’ve just been caught without coat in a heavy downpour!
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I am hard put to figure which of the two cruelties aces the situation here: the incidence of cold blooded murder or the sang froid of the narrator?
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Both equally guilty, my Lord.
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Betsy-Sabrina … what a name! It comes absolutely freighted with innuendo! 😂
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The name “Sabrina” for our generation John, I think reeks of bossomly inference. At least for me it does!
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Me too I’m afraid!
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