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Twenty-two: Sex on a hospice bed

It was a cold January with snow still falling and the air still chillier than ever. After watching him jerking on the ground for a few minutes, Jenna got up to clean herself up and got dressed, by the time she was done with all she was doing, Caleb was already dead.

She wrapped him up and as heavy as he was, carried him herself and dumped him off at the farthest river she could find.

She enjoyed herself all alone, laughing maniacally while drinking and dancing to her favorite music to celebrate her accomplishment.

She traveled back to England the third day and started acting like her husband had left her before then.

"Where is my son you little bitch!" Caleb's mom exclaimed as she took a small flower pot and threw it at Jenna.

Jenna managed to protect herself but not without a wound on your forehead that immediately started bleeding. "I told you that I don't know." She said as tears began falling from her eyes.

"You don't know huh? I always knew you were a witch, you sliced him up a
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