“I swear evil lurks in that house, Jim,” Patty said to her husband. From their patio, the ginger dwelling is in full view.

“Honey, it’s your imagination. They’re on vacation.”

“I don’t think so. I’ve seen him coming and going, but she’s been nowhere in sight.”

“You know it’s not our business, Sweetheart.”

Just then, three police cars and an ambulance sped up the street and right into the sloping driveway.

The next day…

“Patty, you were right! I heard on the news the husband was arrested for murder. His wife’s battered body was found in the attic. Geez!”

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This story is not like my usual uplifting writings I share, but like Michele Lee says, “It’s good to stretch our writing wings.”