The Wife Upstairs by Freida McFadden EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author Name: Freida McFadden
- Book Genre: Adult, Crime, Dark, Fiction, Mystery, Mystery Thriller, Psychological Thriller, Suspense, Thriller
- ISBN # 9781666527025
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: 2020-3-23
- PDF / EPUB File Name: The_Wife_Upstairs_-_Freida_McFadden.pdf, The_Wife_Upstairs_-_Freida_McFadden.epub
- PDF File Size: 1.6 MB
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October, 2019
If I had hesitated even half a second, everything would have been different.
There would have been blood all over the pavement. Screeching
wheels. Screams from passersby. Then an ambulance. A firetruck. Or
maybe just a trip straight to the morgue. Somber calls to relatives—a
husband, a daughter, a son.
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I’ve never done anything heroic in my entire life. The leading
candidate would be this cat I used to feed in an alley next to my building.
But I’m not sure if feeding a stray cat counts as heroic. Also, I heard that
cat eventually bit somebody, so maybe I was just aiding and abetting a badtempered cat.
But today, I saw the red Ford Taurus rushing towards the red light with
no intention of stopping. I saw the hunched old lady struggling with two
grocery bags she could barely lift, blissfully unaware of the impending
collision. And a split second before the Ford burst through the red light into
the crosswalk, I grabbed her and pulled her back.
I saved her life. For the first time in my life, I’m a hero.
“What in God’s name is wrong with you? Are you crazy?”
The old woman is not as grateful as I would have expected. Actually,
that’s an understatement. She’s glaring at me with venom in her watery blue
eyes, her jowls trembling with fury. She looks like she’s going to pop me
one with her oversized light pink purse.
It could be because when I grabbed her (in the course of saving her
life, as you recall), I wasn’t as delicate about it as I might have been if time
weren’t of the essence. That is to say, I knocked her down. But to be fair, I
fell too. And I think most of the impact of her fall was blunted by her
landing on me.
Also, she dropped her groceries during the fall. And now there are
groceries everywhere. I mean, everywhere. There are cans of chicken
noodle soup, cans of creamed corn, cans of green beans, all rolling around
the pavement, trying to make a break for it.
“You tried to attack me!” the woman yells at me as she struggles to her
feet. A fleck of her spit hits me in the chin as she briefly loses her balance. I
reach out to steady her, but she belts me with a loaf of white bread, so I take
a step back.
“A car was going to hit you,” I try to explain. I reach for a can of
tomato soup about to roll into the street. Christ, there are a lot of cans. Why
did she buy so many canned foods? Doesn’t this woman have a
refrigerator?
The woman snorts like she’s never heard something so ridiculous in
her entire life. “There was no car. You attacked me. I was minding my own
business and you pushed me down! And now I’m going to sue you for
assault! And I’ve got witnesses!”
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