Chinook

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"Yah.. Mrs. Jilian?" "Speaking." "It's affirmative." There was a long silence. "Hello? Are you there?" "You're sure." "I have the photos..."

"Alright.. (sniffles) Thank you." "Sure thing. I'm sorry." And she hung up the phone.

Karen stared at the bill on the dining room table. Over seventy grand for this piece of shit Chinook. Four wheel drive macho bullshit. They could have bought a forty footer for that price, but Frank wanted the tall four wheel drive stance. The machismo son of a bitch.. Teers rolled down on it's bottom line. The vacation was on the books; a month long adventure in the Alaskan wildlife. But she would turn it around. Because she gave him so much.. his career.. his success.. his family.. his god damned pride. "How could you do this?" She whispered out loud.

She would turn it around into a woman's jealous and deadly fantasy. Tucked away somewhere in the woods, in the deep deep wildlife, would be a man so sorry for what he done.. he'd never come back home.

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"I'm sorry.." Janice, Karen's friend for a long time couldn't bare the look in her face. It was more than just a betrayal by any scope of the word. Because Karen was really special. She worked so hard and for so long at being a good wife. And Janice knew.. It was heartbreaking. But what scared Janice the most were the words that came out of her mouth. An analogy..

"It's like a pimple.." She said, staring down at the floor. A voice unusaully calm.. "You squeeze him.. and he screams until all the air is gone. But it doesn't stop there.. It keeps going and going until all the infection is gone too.."