The Gentleman

Published in Schlock! Webzine, December 2018.

“She was laughing with him the way she’d been laughing with me, sipping the wine he’d bought for her and touching him affectionately on the shoulder. His eyes, a piercing blue that clashed uncomfortably with his dirty beard, locked with mine. The two glasses I’d been holding shattered against the wooden floor.”

What would happen if a stranger insisted he was your husband? Who would people believe?

Read it here.

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