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  • after seven years of waiting for an acceptable justice that never came, she turned his shotgun on him while he was looking out the kitchen window, eating shepards pie.
    catching her couldnt have been easier. she didnt deny it and she didnt even try to run, she had no where to go.

    "you know whats funny," she said, after spending her first of countless months in prison, "sometimes i think about how this is the first place i've been since i met him where i don't worry that he's going to come in at night and kill me.
    and then i remember he's dead."
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