41. Nature's Fury41. Nature's Fury in Horror More Like This
Petunias were his wifes favourite. She always said she liked the colour, and how they arranged themselves. But he couldnt find petunias at the flower sale, so hed gotten an iris. The little streaks would bring out the flowers of the tree it would sit near. Kind of, at any rate. He wasnt buying it to match. But that was alright. The sales lady had been really sweet about helping him. Found a decent soil too, one that replenished the nutrients in his current soil. It wasnt his fault it was being sucked dry by the greedy little plants. What was he supposed to do, uproot them? It wasnt that simple.
The check out line was by no means customer friendly either. The clerk knew him. The whole store knew him. And he heard the whispers. Isnt that Jonathan? I heard he killed his wife! Oh, shh! You dont really think ? Two-hundred and three dollars and sixty seven cents. When did dirt become expensive? His card