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Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
carvin' up the chicken for dinner,
minding my own business,
and in storms my husband Wilbur,
in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman,"
he says. He was crazy
and he kept screamin',
"you been screwin the milkman."
And then he ran into my knife.
He ran into my knife ten times.."
It was the day after Full Moon. She knew he'd be in a bad mood. Usually, he'd be distant to her. Distant and in a bad mood. He's never taken it out on her. Until he began to think she was cheating. She knew she wasn't cheating. Why would she? She had no reason.
She was cutting up some chicken for dinner when he stormed into the house, and straight to her.
"Who is he? I know you're cheating!" Remus was yelling. "Look at me when I'm talking!" he snapped, spinning her around to face him.
The knife seemed to act on it's own accord. Ten times, and he was dead. Tonks dropped the knife, the blood seeping from Remus' chest onto the floor.