It was strange that she never noticed. But she didn’t. He looked quite normal to her. She’d met him at College and fallen in love with him. It was a whirlwind romance.
Life was a blast. One time they went on a twenty mile night hike and all she wanted to do was stop and kiss, but they had to get on with the business in hand.
It was only when he took her to meet his parents that she knew something was wrong. They kept asking about his leg. Jess was bewildered. His brothers and sisters asked about his leg too. What was all this about? There seemed to be a huge concern about his leg.
Confused, she asked him what was wrong.
“Haven’t you noticed I walk with a LIMP,” he said.
“No, you look perfectly normal to me.”
“I had polio when I was a child and it left me with a limp.”
He had been wrapped in cotton wool all his life, and in time Jess realised that she was expected to treat him the same way as well. He would go into terrible sulks if he did not get his own way. He was like a child in a man’s body.
Jess rebelled. She was not prepared to give in to him. He went into violent fits of anger, and Jess became very afraid.
One night, Jess awoke to find him standing over her with a knife at her throat. She had failed to give him his meal on time that evening. She tried to scream but couldn’t.
Jess’s funeral was a quiet affair.