Afternoon Delight

“What should we do with the body?” I stared at the corpse on the kitchen floor. I had been expecting afternoon delight when I’d slipped out of work early. “Well?” Annabelle said, folding her arms across her chest. “I’m thinking,” was my flaccid response. “Explain what happened again.” “For Chrissakes! That doesn’t matter!” “Someone saw … Continue reading Afternoon Delight