March’s Patreon Challenge story is here! If you subscribe to my Patreon, you can read it for free. Here’s a teaser:

Happy Together, an old song by The Turtles, played on the Amazon Echo while John used a hacksaw to disassemble Miranda’s body. It was ironic, he thought, because they had indeed been very happy together, for many long years, but that had all changed less than 24 hours ago.

Finally, he sawed through the ankle bone. That was a tough one. John tossed the foot into the Hefty black trash bag he had purposed for the task at hand, and then began working on the other foot. 

“Alexa, next,” he said, and the 1960s playlist skipped ahead to the next song, Yesterday by The Beatles.

Yesterday, all their troubles seemed so far away…

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