Lily and James except for names
Jake lay looking at the ceiling tile. His wife Marge sat next to him. His heartbeats slowed down with each wimpy breath he took. "I have such a short life to live, but so much to give" Jake said out of breath. "I know honey." Marge said holding a block of emotion in her throat. Death dug a hole into Jake's heart and settled in. Jake knew it would be soon.
"What did I do wrong" Jake cried holding back tears. Marge replied with a muted cry "Nothing". Marge was only trying to hide what he did wrong. He only did so many things. A single tear dropped down his face as the police injected the Murderer.
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