I originally wanted the reader to question whether the narrator had killed his wife, but I don't have the skills to write such an unreliable narrator, so it ended up a little more linear.
The whole thing was based on when my wife was ill and, at one point, I questioned whether I'd see her again. I did, and she's fine. Just my brain catasteophising as usual.
I like this one a lot.
A lot a lot.
Ah man, thank you so much! And thanks for stopping by and checking stuff out. I really appreciate it.
'kin hell, mate.
Haha, I'm going to take that as a compliment.
I originally wanted the reader to question whether the narrator had killed his wife, but I don't have the skills to write such an unreliable narrator, so it ended up a little more linear.
The whole thing was based on when my wife was ill and, at one point, I questioned whether I'd see her again. I did, and she's fine. Just my brain catasteophising as usual.
Ha, glad to hear it! I actually read it like she'd done herself in. Probably says more about the type of girl I have experience with :/
It's good shit whatever way you read it.