Buy Chlorine: Bleach

By dawn, the house didn't smell like her perfume or his resentment anymore. It smelled like nothing. It was a blank page, cold and bright, waiting for a new story to be written on it.

Arthur stood in the cleaning aisle of the 24-hour supermarket, his cart rattling with a single, heavy plastic jug. To anyone else, it was a mundane chore. To Arthur, it was the final step in a very long week. buy chlorine bleach

He reached the checkout. The teenager behind the register scanned the bottle with a bored "Beep." "Cleaning tonight?" the kid asked, not looking up. By dawn, the house didn't smell like her