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Finally! We were airborne.
“Welcome to First Class, Madam. Glass of champagne?”
I gratefully accepted the proffered glass. I gulped it down in one go. Not very lady-like but under the circumstances, well deserved.
I idly wondered if by now, the police had dug up the garden, discovered Bernard’s remains and identified him. I burned his fingertips and broke his teeth (I saw this on TV).
Bernard was my sadistic, evil husband. On that fateful night, my only choice was to fight or fly. I did both.
With his money safely tucked in my suitcases, Mexico, here I come!

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    Neville Hunt 10 months ago

    If you’re off to Mexico I’d find somewhere safer than a suitcase for all Bernie’s cash! Like the fingerprint and teeth finesse... good attention to detail!

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    Frenchie 10 months ago

    I was thinking no extradition from Mexico but maybe your comment is inviting a sequel. Thank you ...

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    Neville Hunt 10 months ago

    You’re welcome.

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    Drew Martyn 10 months ago

    Well escaped. Nice to see he got what was coming to him! :)

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    Christopher 7 months ago

    Great drabble, but Mexico is not a good destination. The drug cartels are running wild down there. They just recently slaughtered a whole family that was coming back from a wedding there.

    Sorry, that was a bit off the track for a piece of fiction, but being nearer to the country than most of you we hear a lot more about the atrocities down there.

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