Mary Maloney was sat at her table in absolute shock, she gazed at the splendid sunset thinking about the dramatic events that had taken place that day. "When he is drunk he does the most silliest things and it really annoys me but he could also be very nice at times ." She thought to herself. She stared at her husband who laid on the floor bleeding all over the floor. The air was filled with guilt. The bottle of whiskey that caused all of this hustle rolled over to her feet at a fast pace. One question filled Mrs Maloney's mind and that was, Do I dispose the dead body or do I own up to everything?