Jake was dying. His ! wife, Becky, was maintaining a candlelight vigil
by
his side. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face. Her
praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips
began to move slightly. "Becky my darling," he whispered.
"Hush my love," she said. "Rest, don't talk."
He was insistent. "Becky," he said in his tired voice, "I have
something
that I must confess."
"There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Becky,
"everything's
all
right, go to sleep."
"No, no. I must die in peace, Becky. I ... I slept with your sister,
your
best friend, her best friend and your mother!"
"I know, my sweet one" whispered Becky, "that's why I poisoned you
2007-02-11
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