Lois had spent three months researching the particular book that her husband Steve needed to complete his collection of occult texts. She had paid a fortune for the tome and could not wait to show it to him. That Valentine’s morning she watched out the window as he pulled out of the driveway. Already talking on his cell phone. He works so hard, she thought.
She watched until his car was out of sight and turned smiling back to the kitchen to warm up her coffee. She saw Steve’s cell phone on the counter. Wait. If his phone was there, what was he talking on in the car? He had two cell phones?
Tears stung her eyes as she tore the house apart. After she was actually looking, evidence of the affair was all around her. How could she have been so blind?
Lois noticed the book of spells she had worked so hard to find. There was sure to be some way to get revenge in there. Turn him into a frog, make his thing shrivel up. She would fix him.
Six hours later, she was sitting in a chair waiting for him to come home. She didn’t understand one word of that ridiculous book so Lois decided she was just going to stab him.
Happy Valentine’s Day!