I don’t think it should be a woman, regardless of what’s going on between them. I think, if I’m going to kill anyone, it should be a man, especially if I have to bash his head in with a hatchet,” Gloria Bel Haven announced in that unmistakable voice of hers.
“An ax,” I tried to say diplomatically.
“What?” she roared.
“It’s an ax. Not a hatchet.”
“I don’t care what it is, darling, as long as it’s only in a man’s head and not in a woman’s as well.”
“You’d be rewriting history. You can’t overlook one of the actual victims. People know the story!”
“That’s another thing, darling: if they know the story, then why the hell are we telling it?”
“Because people are fascinated.”
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