Fourteen
Stopping still in the shadows
Cherry looked at Joe
Twirling in a
Half exhausted slumber
Clothed in a sweaty condensation
Unsure what had just been said to them
Before stating
‘Who are you?’
‘I’m his wife’ She proclaimed
‘Or rather his ex wife’
‘Ex Wife?’ Joe looked at her shocked
‘Yes, before he killed me’
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