
The premise is that Lauren is single but coming home from her best friend's hen night (a little worse for wear) she finds a strange man in her flat. Turns out he's her husband; but when he goes into the attic, a different husband comes down, and Lauren's world is a bit different (paint, carpets, books).
Ridiculous premise but has me laughing.
Read this one (I'm not even halfway yet)
‘That‘d be great,‘ he says. ‘Just gimme a sec. The attic light was out when I was up there yesterday, let me change it while I remember.‘
‘Yeah,‘ she says, ‘okay.‘ She heads into the kitchen while he stays on the landing and pulls the ladder down – hears him jerk it to one side at the place where it always catches, like he‘s lived here for⬇ (edited) 17h
Ch 3: She looks at the dark square. ‘Up there. Is Mich– was there anyone in the attic?‘
‘Like a squirrel? Mice? I don‘t think so. Do you want me to check?‘ He stands, one hand on the ladder, teetering between irritation and concern. The mug is still warm in her hands.
‘Yes,‘ she says.
‘Are you sure you‘re okay?‘
‘Yes. Yes, if you could check, please.‘ (edited) 17h
A moment later a blue furry slipper emerges from the trapdoor. And another.
Huh. (edited) 17h