The Finishing Touch

Everything went as plan. The police didn't find a thing. Better yet they ate the murder weapon. Turns out that after lots of detective work they become very hungry. It was like frosting on the cake, the finishing touch.
Now I can settle down have this baby and hve a family of my own. THANKS!

Action Time

I have just returned from the Grocer. I have ransacked the place and have hidden some valuable possesions, to make them look like they were stolen. All I have to do is call the police, they will come and deal with the rest.

The Golden Plan

I know that this will work, it's a Golden Plan. I will ransack the scene of death to make it look like someone murdered him. I'll pop out of the house so that they think I wasn't there. It's the perfect plan. I must go and put it in action.

Guilty As Charged

Patrick arrived home at 8.00 p.m on October the 5th/1947.
He walked through the door drunk as could be, with half his ass hanging out.
The bastard left me for another women, Earl. So I got a leg of lamb out of the freezer and hit him. I hit him as had as I could. I killed him, I killed him. I am as guilty as charged. I have a plan though.

At Home

I wait, in complete silence waiting for my husband. life is sweet, I will soon but surely have my own family. The question is how long till it comes. Patrick will be home any minuet now, so I must go and prepare a few things.