Confession

I wish it had been an accident but honestly it was just the straw that broke the camels back. He knew I had plans for Memorial Day, everybody did. That didn't stop him from ordering me in that morning. An emergency I would have understood. Instead he told me to finish the Thompson account. When he turned to leave he laughed and told me to enjoy the holiday and he'd be unavailable at a family barbeque. That's when I pushed him down the stairs. Seeing his body on the landing neck facing the wrong way I tossed the file after him and went to my party. I wasn't even late, it was if the heavens were smiling down on me. The death was ruled an accident, I was never even a suspect. Honestly I don't regret a thing. 

I read my confession over one last time before I put it in the fire. No one will ever know.