Bill sat alone in the hospital room at his dying wife’s beside. It was difficult to hear her above the many life sustaining devices, asher voice was little more than a hoarse whisper. „Bill darling,“ she breathed. „I’ve got a confession to make before Igo… I … I’m the one who took the $10,000 from your safe in the house … I spent it on a fling with your best friendJimmy. And it was I who forced your mistress to leave the community in utter disgrace. I’m afraid I also was theone who reported you to the IRS for income tax evasion…““That’s all right dearest; don’t even give it a second thought.“ said Bill. „I have a small confession too. I’m the onewho poisoned you.“
