Chapter
2: Wendy
Chapter
3: Meanwhile, back at the house...
Chapter 9:
You got some 'splainin to do
Chapter 11: The fun begins
Ok, Wendy looked a little upset, and frustrated. Was Bob not allowed to go get something to eat? Did she suspect something was up? "Bob had better try to explain the whole thing before she got to suspicious. I guess you are upset about the beer, but I just wanted to relax after the repairman left"....oops shouldn't have mentioned him, but he said left so should be ok, just keep going, "and I didn't have anything to drink with dinner. If you're wondering about the carpet we had to move the table to get behind the T.V. and the leg snagged the carpet. That's all that happened, went real good" ok, he had that covered, he just needed to stay calm.
"That's Ok, I was just worried because you weren't here when I got home. I had invited a friend over from work, but called and cancelled when you weren't here."
Great, now she was trying to make him feel guilty, as if he didn't feel guilty already, well, maybe if he got her on the defensive she would stop asking questions. "What, I can't go get a bite to eat? I am taking the new medication, and the doctor said I am not a danger to anyone, call your friend back and have her come on over." That should confuse her, Bob never wanted people to come over.
"It's Ok I already cancelled, I was just worried about you, what's wrong you look sweaty and sound upset? Are you sure everything is ok?"
"Everything is fine, I just feel like your are attacking me. I had to deal with the repairman and if that wasn't enough you come home and start grilling me. I am going to go take a nap, and you need to call your friend and invite her over, unless you are trying to hide something from me? Is that it are you trying to hide something from me?! You are your friend are trying to figure out a way to get me aren't you!"
Bob reached over and grabbed the beer bottle off the table and broke on Wendy's head. Wendy fell down with blood coming from her scalp.
Great, another body to deal with Bob thought. Well, I better make sure she's dead. Bob checked for a pulse and found none. Well, time to stick Wendy in the shower and decide what to do, better make sure he had plenty of beer, it was going to be a long night...........
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