Love and Marriage

The loving wife twists the screwdriver in her husband’s chest, making sure that the point punctures the side of his heart.  He leans forward as the blood runs out from the wound.  She grabs him by the hair and pulls him back up into a sitting position.

Pulling out the tool, she sets it aside and watches as the light fades from his eyes.  Death claims him, and she is satisfied.

Moments later, the husband sits up straight and looks at his wife.

“The hammer this time, I think,” he says with a smile.

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