Tiny Terrors : So Sorry I Missed You, Dear... by Dean Kuch
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"I'm off to my poetry class, Harold!” Harold was aware of his wife's secret affair. Following her to a park, he observed his wife and a man necking in the back seat. Popping the cap on his sniper rifle lens, he sighted in, then fired... —<<>>—
“I went by the poetry class, Jill. Your friends said you'd already left.” “Oh? Uh—well, Harold, I'm sorry I missed you, dear.” Harold sneered at her. “Yeah, I'm really sorry I missed you too.”
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