“Dear John”
I knew what was coming. The gathering misery prickled my eyes, crushing my soul. I needed to read more but dreaded it.
“I’ve been thinking”
Clutching the table I steadied myself, steeling my emotional fragility for more sledgehammer sadness. After so many years, you see it coming but never anticipate it. It’s too late to change the course of unfolding inevitability.
Finally, words came. The cracked-voice whispers of a broken man.
“Find her”
It doesn’t get easier. Even the best private eye - and I’m good - can’t find a man’s wife if she wants to stay hidden.
Good one ... Always enjoy your twists in the tale ...
Liked the surprise twist - not what I was expecting! Pithy, and brilliant