Marriage Vows
By Lisa McCourt Hollar
He stared in horror at the body. His chest tightening, Mark shifted his attention to Regina, who now was pointing the gun at him. Where the hell did she get a gun, he thought, then, how the hell did she end up here?
Only a few minutes before, he and Kate had been tangled together on the couch. Then the doorbell rang and his girlfriend had excused herself, saying something about her neighbor checking up on her. A loud blast had sent him running for the door.
“Interesting poker game you have going here,” his wife said, shutting the door behind her.
“What…” He wondered if he was going into shock. His mind was thick with fog.
“You’re wondering how I found you.” It wasn’t a question. “Tom told me.”
His brother? Mark shook his head. “Tom wouldn’t have told you…”
“Not at first,” Regina agreed, tossing a white handkerchief at him. It was stained with something red. “Eventually he saw things my way.”
Unwrapping the material, Mark gagged, bile coating his throat and mouth. Two of his brother’s fingers were wrapped in the cloth.
“What did I tell you when we married?”
“Regina…”
“What did I tell you?”
“That you didn’t believe in divorce.”
“And?”
“That if I ever cheated, you would make sure it would never happen again.”
“Not would, could never happen again.” Lowering the gun, Regina smiled.” If you don’t have it, you can’t use it.”
Word Count: 250
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