My wife was dying… I was by her bedside.
She said in a tired voice, “There’s something I must confess..”
“Shhh.” I said, “There’s nothing to confess, everything’s alright.”
“No, I must die in peace… I had sex with your brother, your best friend, his best friend, and your father.”
“I know.” I whispered, “That’s why I poisoned your tea.”
