The Photo on Her Wall
Language: en
Boredom is dangerous. To kill time and make extra cash, I took an online cat-sitting gig. Easy enough, I thought. But entering the client’s apartment, the first thing I saw were couple photos on the wall. I didn’t recognize the woman. But the man… I knew him all too well. Jack, my boyfriend of seven years. Just as my world tilted, the client texted: “Are you at my place yet?” Bitterly, I replied, “Yes. About to scoop the litter.” “Great! After, could you spray air freshener? My boyfriend hates the cat smell.” Then: “And take the trash out? Thanks!” Her words led me to the kitchen bin.…