Jake was a mean SOB who enjoyed tormenting his wife.
“It’s Russian roulette night.”
“Please, Jake.”
“Get the gun!”
Gloria got the revolver, spun the cylinder, put it to her head, and fired. She gasped when nothing happened and dropped the gun into the chair cushion.
Laughing, Jake said, “My turn.”
Gloria retrieved the revolver. Jake took it, repeated what Gloria had done, and fired. A bullet exploded into his brain.
Gloria picked up the weapon, removed five bullets from the cylinder, and called 911. She retrieved the other gun, holding one bullet, from the cushion and hid it away.
“It’s Russian roulette night.”
“Please, Jake.”
“Get the gun!”
Gloria got the revolver, spun the cylinder, put it to her head, and fired. She gasped when nothing happened and dropped the gun into the chair cushion.
Laughing, Jake said, “My turn.”
Gloria retrieved the revolver. Jake took it, repeated what Gloria had done, and fired. A bullet exploded into his brain.
Gloria picked up the weapon, removed five bullets from the cylinder, and called 911. She retrieved the other gun, holding one bullet, from the cushion and hid it away.
