Joe was dying  (# 111)

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. "My darling Becky," he whispered.
"Hush, my love," she said. "Rest. Shhh, don't talk."

He was insistent. "Becky," he said in his tired voice, "I have
something I must confess to you."
"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," Becky whispered softly. "That's why I poisoned you."

Submitted by: LS, Leawood, Ks

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