In the Best of Families

“Come to bed then.  I can help you forget.”

 

They were both startled when the doorbell chimed.  “Mr. Cunningham,” a voice shouted. “Police.  Open up.”

 

Two officers stood on the porch.  The bigger one reached forward, spun Ralph around and slapped handcuffs on his wrists.  “You’re coming down to the station while we talk about the murder of your wife.  Don’t look surprised.  It was only a matter of time.”

 





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