-Miriam:By a Thread-I sat in the thick leather chair behind my husband`s desk watching him pace across his office. He`s kept it up almost all night, barely noticing me.-Miriam:By a Thread-3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Darling, keep that up and you`ll pace yourself into a coffin. And heaven forbid we end up in this wretched place together for eternity.” I say to annoyed to keep silent anymore. I snap open the resident report I had been reading and continue to read. But Peter had finally stopped.
“Shit, woman!” he exclaimed grabbing hold of his chest.
“Can`t you at least knock if you`re going to just rustle through confidential files?” I shrugged.
“You seemed a bit preoccupied and I was bored. I can only assume you`re all bent out of shape waiting for that woman`s report. She is a vile creature, isn`t she?’ “Naturally, my husband shot me a glare.
“Why do you haunt me Miriam? Move on for Christ`s sake!” I grin at his discomfort.
“You can`t kill me twice, dear. Now really, we do need t