The Double Kill

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    She wore satin white gloves as she plunged the knife into her husbands heart. Blood gushed from the wound as the knife plunged deeper into his chest. She watched as he tried to speak. She watched the life go out of his eyes. He locked his dark blue eyes with her light brown eyes as she stabbed him. She wasn't sure why though. Amber Cole was her name his name was Jordan Cole. She walked over to the sink and washed the gloves of her husband's blood. She took them off and ran her hands through her pale hands through her light brown hair. She put the gloves away and walked over to her husband and ran her hand through his black hair. He died at the age of 32, his wife a year younger. She decided to bury him outside in the backyard next to where she buried her 10 year old twin daughters.
      She dragged him into the backyard and laid him on the ground. She went back inside and came back out with a shovel. She dug a four foot deep hole, big enough to fit a grown man. She kicked him into the grave and turned him so he would be face up. She covered him in soil. She dropped the shovel and laughed. "Well, at least I won't see you anymore." She said with a sinister look on her face. "After what you did to me and more importantly my daughters you will never be rid of me. In fact I plan to haunt you for the rest of your days." Jordan said. Amber turned around to face the spirit of her dead husband, his eyes glowing in fury.
     She turned back around thinking that her mind was playing tricks on her. The spirit took out the knife that ended his life and ended hers. He watched as her spirit was dragged to the depths of Hell. He dropped the knife and said. "But it seems your days have come to an end." With that he was raised gently up to heaven having done what his guardian angel said.

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