|Sometimes, just to amuse himself, Marvin would wear a shirt and slacks in the identical pattern as the floor, and wait for Marian to trip over him. He also enjoyed putting on the suit that matched the chair, and sitting in silence while she sat across from him, working on her third Vodka Tonic of the evening. One of these nights hed move, slightly. One of these nights shed notice. Stop her sodden heart for good, it should.
Lets buy this art book, she said. It matches the walls.
People who thought that way deserved to die.