Just Between You and Me

The way he tells the story, you’d think she was just awful. Some kind of domineering monster. It wasn’t like that. Not at all.

I heard three different versions of what happened. From him, from the neighbour and from Gladys, who works at the police station. She’s not supposed to say anything, but she does, sometimes, but I usually have to pry it out of her.

Usually all it takes is a beer or two.

Anyway, none of them tell the whole truth, and I guess I’m just talking to kill the quiet, so we might as well never mind.


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