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The local courtroom was packed as testimony began…

The local courtroom was packed as testimony began in thesentencing hearing of a woman convicted of murdering herhusband of 20 years by poisoning his coffee.The defense attorney knew he had his work cut out for himtrying to make his client appear more sympathetic to theJudge, especially since she had been so „matter-of-fact“about the whole thing all during the trial.“Mrs. Roth,“ he began, „was there any point that morningwhere you felt pity for your husband ?““Well… yeah… I guess…“ she replied.“And when was that?“ pressed the attorney.“Well…,“ she replied, „when he asked for his third cup.“

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