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Jimmy was on his deathbed. His wife Agnes, was maintaining a vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, tears ran down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber. He look...
Jimmy was on his deathbed. His wife Agnes, was maintaining a vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, tears ran down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly. 'Aw hen, ma wee sweetheart,' he whispered. 'Hush, Jimmy,' she said. 'Rest. Shhh. Don't talk.' He was insistent. 'Agnes,' he said in his tired voice. 'Ah've got tae tell ye something.' 'There's nothing to tell,' replied the weeping Agnes. 'Everything's aw right, go to sleep.' 'Naw, naw. I must die in peace, Agnes. I had an affair with your sister, your best pal and your Ma.' 'I know, I know' she whispered...... 'That's why I poisoned you.'