I was in my car with a bottle of bourbon i had almost finished and a revolver meant to scare my unfaithful wife who is now pleasuring herself with her lover. I feel furious and betrayed. Sweats soaked my overalls. i took another sip of bourbon and head outside. I am not sure whether i was sober or drunk. Maybe i'm in more to sober than drunk since i have the right mind to leave both my adulterous wife and her obtuse lover yet i have blurry vision . I left them not because I felt calm or anything. I felt betrayed yes. But i decided not to scare them because it is not worth my time and i am going to divorce her anyway by the next morning.
The next day my wife and her lover was found dead with four bullets in each of them. For a split second i felt a brief relief until the police arrest me upon the damning evidence where i was there when the murder occur. The police send me to the Shawshank state penitentiary. I have no idea what i was suppose to do. Being in prison has never crossed my mind. I decided to stay strong.