He left for work at the usual time

A routine kiss for his wife as she opened the door

A short drive to the train station

To take the same seat on the same train

She cleared away the breakfast plates

Made the bed and cleaned the house

Made everything look perfect

Like a good suburban housewife

She checked his train was on time

Drove to the bad side of town

Parked outside the prison

Showed her ID to get inside

She sat at a table in the visitors room 

Notepad and pen in hand

A pale prisoner was led to her table

He was covered in tattoos. 

Where did we leave off he asked

You had just disposed of the body she replied

He picked up on his story

She wrote shorthand notes

Time is up said the guard

She watched him being led away

Before speeding back home

To type up her notes 

Her agent called to chat

The publishers were screaming for her next book

The seven previous were all best sellers

She insisted on remaining anonymous 

She scrambled to prepare dinner

As her husband put the key in the door

What did you do today he asked

Nothing at all she replied