‘YOUR LAST BREATH‘
A shocking, gripping thriller.
Meet first victim VALERIE, well, not really a victim since she asked Raymond Lang to help her commit suicide. She wanted to be with her beloved husband in heaven, but feared she wouldn’t get there if she did it herself.
He tried to talk her out of it, told her how he’d always loved her even though she’d never given him a chance.
EXCERPT
You still think you’re the one for me, don’t you?”
“It could happen! Eventually, you could grow to love me, like I do you, if you just give yourself the time to find out.”
A strange look came over Valerie’s face, I could see anger but there was something else. It was like an idea came to her. I was confused by what I saw.
“I guess I didn’t make myself clear in high school. You… and… I… will… never… happen,” Valerie said, pausing for emphasis on each word.
Those words sliced through my heart like a razor. “Why not, can you answer me that? Or are you just saying it because you’re grieving your dear, dead Justin?”
“I’ll tell you why not, it’s because you’re an unattractive, college dropout loser with no future and no skills. You’ll work at your pathetic hardware store job for the rest of your life and whoever you marry, if you ever marry, will have to support you and your dreams—no, fantasy—of becoming a writer. I want a man, a real man, one who’ll support me, one with a real job and a real future. I had that man in Justin. I loved him, he loved me, but now he’s gone and all I’m left with are the likes of you panting after me. No thanks, I’d rather die!”
I’ve heard of people ‘snapping’ before. I thought it was just a metaphor, but as she was spewing those venomous words at me I literally heard a snapping sound in my head. I never heard a word she said. I could see her lips moving, but the words never pierced my ear drum. Instead of seeing those tempting, delicate lips I so desperately needed to kiss, all I wanted now was to shut them up.
I just stared at her with a hate I didn’t know I could feel for another human being. I wanted to wrap my hands around her beautiful, white neck and squeeze until the life left her sexy, young body.
I love so many hobbies also. Seems when I was younger I could do all I added in, but now I have to drop things. I try to figure out how I did it because I want to try it all.
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It does get harder to fit everything in as you age. I haven’t painted in a while and I’m itching to get back to it.
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I hope you can find a way to fit it in. It is a lovely hobby.
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