Martha and Greg had been married for 22 years. They were the perfect couple—neighbors envied their quiet, peaceful life in the suburbs of Columbus. Greg was a traveling salesman, often away for days, while Martha took care of their beautiful Victorian home.
One Tuesday, while Greg was on a trip to Chicago, Martha decided it was finally time to replace the old, heavy Persian rug in the library. It had been there since they bought the house. Greg always insisted it “tied the room together” and never let her move it.
“It’s too heavy for you, honey, let it be,” he would always say.
But today, Martha felt energetic. She pushed the heavy coffee table aside and rolled up the dusty carpet.
She expected to see dust bunnies or maybe a stain on the hardwood. Instead, she saw a clean cut in the wood. And a recessed metal handle.
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