My wife was dying.
I was by her bedside.
She said in a tired voice, “Theres something I must confess.”
“Shhh” I said, “theres nothing to confess. Everythings alright.”
“No I must die in peace. I had sex with your brother, your best friend, his best friend and your father.”
“I know,” I whispered, “Thats why I poisoned you.”