Oct 08, 2005 14:17
I just got this from my mom and it so kicks ass so here....
Jake was dying. His wife, Brenda, 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. "Brenda, my darling" he whispered.
"Hush my love," she said. "Rest, don't talk."
He was insistent. "Brenda," he said in his tired voice, "I have
something that I must confess."
"There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Brenda, "Everything's
all right, go to sleep."
"No, no. I must die in peace. Brenda. I ... I slept with your sister,
your best friend, her best friend, and your mother!"
"I know, sweetheart," whispered Brenda, "let the poison work."