Joe was dying.
His wife, Beth was maintaining a candlelight vigil at his bed side. She held his fragile hand, tears streaming down her face.
Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up at her and his pale lips began to
"My darling Beth," he whispered.
"Hush, my love," she said. "Rest, Shhh, don't talk."
In his tired voice, he said "I have something I must confess to you."
"There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Beth. "Everything is all right...go to sleep."
"No, no I must die in peace Beth. I....I cheated on you."
"I know," Beth whispered softly. "Now close your eyes and let the poison work".
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