The lake mirrored the sky and the pines that studded the surrounding hills. The melancholy cry of a mourning dove echoed across the water to their rowboat.
Once, Lester would have remarked on the beautiful surroundings, the songs of the birds. Now he sat bundled in a blanket, his gaze on her unblinking.
“I wish you hadn’t, sweetheart,” she said, breaking her promise to herself. She swore she wasn’t going to keep bringing up the moment her perfect marriage collapsed. Let go and move on, she kept telling herself. You aren’t the first woman with an unfaithful husband. Get past it.
“You proposed to me on this lake, sweetheart, remember?”
His cold stare unnerved her.
“I’ll always love you Lester,” she said.
Leaning forward, she kissed his forehead, then with a twist of her wrists, toppled him over the side.
She had weighted him well before she wrapped and tied the blanket around him. Getting him into the pickup had been a little tricky but she managed. Unloading him hadn’t been difficult at all. She simply backed the pickup to the water where the rowboat waited.
The lake was bottomless.
Now he and his girlfriend could spend eternity together.
* * *THE NATURE OF LOVE (AND OTHER DISORDERS) by Judith Kelly Quaempts,