The Corpse In My Bed
Language: en
One evening, out of nowhere, my wife brought home a Tibetan Mastiff. From that moment on, they were inseparable. She barely even looked up when our one-year-old daughter started crying in her crib. But my wife is deathly allergic to dog dander. Back when we were dating, I had a little Bichon Frise. The first time she visited my apartment, she couldn’t resist giving it a quick pat on the head. Within minutes, she was sneezing violently. Her skin broke out in angry, swollen hives, and shortly after, her face flushed a terrifying shade of purple as her airway began to close. It was a rush to…