He burst through the door, all navy blue with shiny shoes and buttons.  His eyes sought mine.  ‘Where is he Caroline’? He said.  The look of fear radiated his entire being, his eyes almost transparent.

‘He’s over there’ I whispered.  I watched as Brandon walked through the archway that Tom had so wanted to build.  I hated it as much as I hated this house but not as much as I hated him.

‘I told him Brandon, I warned him’ I whispered to his rigid back.  He disappeared through the arch and I heard him gasp.

‘Caroline, what have you done’? He said.

Brandon leaned over the lifeless body of my husband.

 ‘I’ve done what I promised myself.  I killed Tom. I told him that would be the last time he laid a hand on me and I meant it’.