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Story 4

Clearing His Conscience

Billy was on his deathbed, with his wife, Jenny, maintaining a steady vigil by his side.

As she held his fragile hand, her warm tears ran silently down her face, splashed onto his face and roused him from his slumber.

He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly, "My darling Jenny," he whispered.

"Hush, my love," she said," Go back to sleep, Shhh, don't talk." But he was insistent.

"Jenny," he said in his tired voice, "I have to talk, I have something I must confess to you."

"There's nothing to confess, " replied the weeping Jenny, It's all right, Everything's all right, Go to sleep now."

"No, no. I must die in peace, Jenny. I slept with your sister, your best friend and our next door neighbor."

Jenny mustered a pained smile and stroked his hand.

"Hush now, Billy. Don't torment yourself. I know all about it," she said.

"That is why I poisoned you!"