"That's silly, " replied Fred from the other end. "I can't believe this is coming from you.
You're the one that had always wanted him dead. Sometimes you talk as if you don't love me anymore. "
"Don't go there Fred. "She snapped. "You know that's it true. You know deep inside that I love you more than anyone. "
"Then let's do this thing and get out of this country as we planned earlier. "
"But... "
"I can handle it. Just trust me. "
The conversation ended soon and I heard everthing even though I pretended to be asleep. I couldn't imagine my mother cheating on my father and even thinking of killing him.
Why? What did he do wrong? I had always known my father to be very kind. He'd always provided everything we needed and made sure we never lacked anything. What was it that my mother craved for in the arms of another man?