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The weird convolutions of the brain

  Grace was a successful young woman.  She was at ease in the world of high-tech, had an excellent income and, as well, came from a fllthy rich family.  In need of help? One call to dad and the cash came pouring in.
   She was lucky in the world of cash, not so much in the field of love where thing did not always go her way.  Which was unacceptable.  Her first Big Love was a failure.  She made sure that the fellow ended up bankrupt.  Poor him, he met many bottles of booze, then more and added a severe depression to the alcool.
   Grace let bygone be bygone and met a charming fellow at a press conference. She found out, during the course of time that he ahd a tendency to show up late, so as a bit of a joke, she presented him with a very high end type of watch. And considering her own bend towards jealousy she had a small GPS implanted in the fabulous watch with so many dials that James, gracious for the gift, wondered which one gave the true time. There was a brief courtship followed, barely six months later, by a grand wedding.
   Things were matvelous, especially the honeymoon in Rome. From time to time she took a look at her pocket computer to check his whereabouts.
   This is how she found out about his regular (and somewhat long) stops at a commercial firm where he had no business,  Closer investigation by a hired detective revealed that James had a mistress, a gorgeous model at the said agency.
  She devised a plan to get rid of her.
  On a Tuesday mid-morning she left her posh condo and drove to Aman's Own, the fashionable boutique where she purchased most of her lingerie. Virginai, the owner, was pleased to see personally to her every need, including Grace's basic need of cocaine.
   ''Hello dear Grace, how are we today? «may iinterest you in our latest collection?''
   As Grace had a preference for silk, Virginia offered the latest arrivals from Japan.  Grace purchased a few items, plus her regular fix.
   ''By the way, i wondered if you could help me with something else?''
   Considering Virginia's connections, it turned out that she could.  For a fee.  no problem.  Grace did not want to know the fine details, only that James would get what he deserved.
   Meanwhile James had plans of his own, in order to get rid of a wife so he could be the grieving widower, inherit a fortune and marry his mistress.  So it was that, a few days later, as Grace was driving and speeding as usual,  she missed a curve, the brakes failed and she ended up kissing a huge concrete column.  Died on the spot.
   Almost at the same time, James was sitting outside his favorite coffee shop, enjoying a latte in the company  of his misstress when a car drove by, shots were fired and he died on the spot as the coffee spilled and ruined his lover's dress.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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