"Mrs. Henderson?" Asked the well fit policeman.
"Yes? Is this about my husband...Jim?" I asked.
"Well actually, yes. A few witnesses saw you walk over to them and kiss Jim and leave. And we found that they.....um....died from poison. I would like to take you in for questioning"
"You think I would kill my husband?" I yelled.
"Well...We just want to take you in for questioning... How about tomorrow morning at 10?" He said in a calm, steady voice, that almost made me want to calm down. No, this man was accusing me of killing my husband.
"That's fine for me."
"See you then. And Mrs. Henderson?"
"Yes. There is something we need to show you." And with that he closed the door and drove away before I could call after him.
There was no way I'd be able to sleep tonight.
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