Cleanliness is Next to Deadliness

by Laurel Manning

Do you believe that you can create your own fate?  I always believed I would die in the shower and every time I stepped in I feared the inevitable.

Yesterday I didn’t bother showering so today I must.  The hairs on my arm start to rise as step under.  I know he’s out there, the man with the knife, my shower killer.

I’m in, what’s that noise? Oh God he’s here. A shadow looms in the doorway.  I hear “Hi Honey” before I slip and crack my head open on the shower floor. COD:  Household Accident.  My husband is devastated.

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