‘Til Death, by Bethany Toy

“How … How much are you offering?” Mrs. Bender asked.

“Two million dollars. All you have to do is kill your husband.”

Later, as her husband kissed her after work, he tasted tears on her lips. The gun dropped from her hand; a heart had stopped beating.

Mr. Bender exhaled slowly and pulled the knife from her back. On a bent knee, he whispered into his wife’s ear, “Sorry, babe, but two million is a lot of money.”

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