"Slow down, please, ma'am and tell us what happened?"
"I tried.. well, " sob "I tried to shoot myself! Finally, I'd just had it with my life. And as I was raising my hand toward my head, he barged into the bedroom, grabbed my arm. We struggled to the floor then BANG. It was so loud it hurt my ears. I'm deaf now in my right ear. I finally gathered myself, I opened my eyes. He was screaming at me and crying in pain. Then I saw his trousers, he was shot in the groin. He rolled and screamed so loud I was terrified. So much so that I tried again to shoot myself. I pointed the gun at my head. My hand was shaking so that it slipped, my finger still on the trigger, then the gun went off again. Right into his face. It was awful, blood was everywhere, he was dead. I was so scared and I never wanted to touch that gun again. I was so parched I went to the refrigerator to get something to drink. I tried to settle down before calling the police. This is his place. I don't drink tap water or beer that's why the champagne bottle was open. That's all he had that I could drink."
"Champagne, hmmm, an ironic drink after such a tradegy. Unbelievable story ma'am, unfortunately it appears that is all we have to go on here. My condolences to you...or congratulations. Which is it ma'am?"
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In Review
No FicciónWhat is "Life In Review"? Saga, song, sonnet, story, satire, summary, sorry situations, silly sort of stupid stuff, sense and non, poems, prose, anecdotes and dozy doats, and a possible personal blow or two. This book is a collection of writings, op...
