Splatters adorned the walls, the garbage cans and the floor. Everywhere Derrick looked there was blood. He started to enter the garage when he caught sight of the limbless, headless torso on the back of Rachel’s car. It was a huge chunk of grisly meat which dripped down the side and back of the trunk. The only reason he knew it was a torso was the clothing and the belt buckle still attached. His eyes then followed the back of Rachel’s car to the wheelbarrow. The mangled contents arrayed in a random pile. Underneath the wheelbarrow was a pool of blood. Derrick noticed his pruning saw on the floor. He thought how he never actually used that saw. It had been a gift from Rachel’s mother when they bought the house. She said that all new homeowners needed a good set of gardening tools, even though they had so much money that they used a gardener. Derrick stepped further into the garage and spotted his wife on the floor to the left. Her small body crumpled on the cement floor. The white bathrobe she had been wearing was hanging off of her nude body.
