Stiles pushed back the chair, paced to the wall and back.
‘Karen’s dead, Michael. You killed her.’
The man continued to stare at the off-white table top.
‘You beat her to death with a kettle. ... Pummelled her with it. She put up with you for twelve years and that was her reward?’
Stiles bent down to the table, leaning on his long arms.
‘So how was it, Michael? You had an argument? ... It got heated and you lost your temper? ... For god’s sake, man, you killed her!’
Michael slowly raised his head, his expression blank. ‘No comment.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.