Richard sulks on the edge of the bed. Amber tries to cheer him up. It’s their wedding night.
It was a beautiful wedding, nice and traditional. Amber chose a quaint little church. They rode in a horse-drawn carriage rather than a limo. There are only two more things left to do.
Of course, these days, a pregnant wife can have groceries delivered, and there’s no longer any need to use the body from her dead husband. Nevertheless, there’s still tradition.
This chilling little tale is finely crafted at look tradition a relic of need. The reader feels sorry for Richard, even if he’s whiney. Amber’s actions, sociopathic in other contexts appear rational and part of accepted of a social norm, although not necessary.
There is a nice little twist at the end.
I liked this story.
The story can be read here.
According to his blurb, author Todd Wells is a father of three. He plays upright bass in a rockabilly band. His work has appeared in Funny in Five Hundred, 365 Tomorrows, and AntipodeanSF.