A Leg Of Lamb

"What? I've killed him! How can I be so calm! I must take him to hospital, if he dies then my life will be ruined." she exclaimed, taking deep breaths every now and again.

'Of course it won't be ruined, now that I have recorded this, I will go and live with my beloved Jem; I shall not live with this son of a butcher! I have to eat meat or cheese every day just because of HIS father. Any respectable woman would not be feed like that. Now I need an excuse to hide this incident. I know! '

The next day, Mary set off to the police station, her hair neatly tied in a bun, hidden under her bonnet and a ribbon tied at her waist on top of her best Sunday dress. She was going to invite her husband's fellow police mates and sweet talk them with her mouth that was filled with poisonous honey.