Neglected Wife
I'd known the Drews for a couple of years. They were in their late twenties and both tended to work long hours, so although they only lived across the street I rarely saw them. They seemed a happy enough couple. John was a big man, not as tall as me but had a lot better physique. His wife, Ann was a petite woman, pretty enough but not a head turner. I had noticed Ann around the house more these last few weeks but I assumed she was on holiday. It was a hot sticky morning when I noticed that Ann...