“This your boss?”
She sobbed for the benefit of the police, hands itching to clean the blood around the coffeepot.
“No. He just thought he was.”
Making her fetch coffee, as though that were her job. She frowned at the leaking corpse making the mess on the carpet worse. Typical.
Joanne Merriam lives in Nova Scotia. Her writing has appeared in dozens of periodicals including Baltimore Review, Pictura, and Under the Basho. She owns Upper Rubber Boot Books, known for the first English-language anthology of solarpunk, Sunvault. You can find her at joannemerriam.com.
What a comment on the “war of roses”- and the best use of the word typical.
Good job, well written!
What a mix of anger, guilt, deceit, dissatisfaction, vengeance, comeuppance, and good housekeeping. Great dialog and disclosure. Cops, coffee, and corpse!