After thirty years, Pamela and Toby were going on their first holiday together, although it would be their last and they were going to make the most of it. Toby struggled as the case clunked loudly. She smiled at him and Toby smiled back, not something either of them had done in years.
The journey was long, silent except for Pamela’s tutting every time Toby coughed, sneezed and breathed. He ignored her like he always did, turning up the radio. After hours on the road, the rugged hills replaced the concrete causing Toby and Pamela to knowingly smile again at each other. They were nearing their destination.
Parking up the car, they both stuffed their rucksacks with what they needed, ready for their hike into the woods. Following the ancient map and old stories, they finally came across a clearing where they began to set about their preparations as the sun dipped behind the trees.
Pamela and Toby held hands and began to chant then all was still. And they waited. The delicate ringing of the bells they laid told them they were no longer alone. Pamela stood and stared at the cause of her misery. Toby aimed the crossbow and fired. It hit the target true.
“Now that’s got rid of that idiot, best we hurry back for our divorce hearing. I don’t want to be late for that.”
“Pammy? That felt good.” Toby grinned, not having called his wife that in yeas, retrieving the arrow from Cupid’s chest.
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