The Chairman's Farewell

A sudden blizzard shut down the city. The snowy roads were slick, and I got into a car accident. I was on the verge of death.

I called my wife over and over. No one picked up.

Just as despair set in, I saw her stumble out of the car that hit me.

Her clothes were a mess. There were red marks on her neck.

And the man in the driver's seat was her assistant. He looked a bit like me.

The signs had been there all along. The woman who once smiled and said, "I'll take care of you"—her heart had already strayed.