"Fourteen years of waiting to kill my dear Husband and all I had to do was call his name." She said looking at me, her once crystal blue eyes had darkened to a unmerciful grey. No he should have been a better husband, a better father, if he had only allowed her to keep the damned child.

"Not a cocoa at all." Sapphire said as her eyes lit up with joy and happiness, she was glad to see that talking to her mother about her love life had cheered her up from her falling self, she hated to see her mother so depressed, just the same as her mother hated to see her depressed.

I felt terrible doing this to him, but weather I liked it or not, I had to do it for Sapphire.
Wincing as the putrid smell was in my eyes, and the sight of the body.
I pulled out a vial and a syringe before sticking it into his body, bits of blood and skin went in, it'd have to do.
Sighing I replaced the coffin lid and the dirt before going to the next place on my list of things to do.

Tying the parchment with string to the bird's leg, he sent it off with a treat before he, himself, went to his bed.
He needed rest if he wanted to get it done tomorrow.