"I've made a New Year's resolution to stop hurting you!" Steve said to Claudia, his wife, as they sat by the fire New Year's Eve. "I know I've got a bad temper, and things can...get out of hand sometimes. But I've decided that will change."
"Change like last year?" Claudia asked. "And the year before? And the year before that?"
"No. It will happen this time!"
I'll believe it when I see it happen! Claudia thought. She said: "I guess I'll resolve to help you keep your resolution!"
"That sounds good!" he said.
It was now midnight. They both took a sip of champagne to greet the new year. Then, Claudia stood up, and grabbed the fireplace poker. She hit Steve's head with the poker. He slumped down in his chair, dead.
She looked down at his body. "I kept my resolution to help you keep your resolution!" she said. "You won't ever hurt me again!"
"Change like last year?" Claudia asked. "And the year before? And the year before that?"
"No. It will happen this time!"
I'll believe it when I see it happen! Claudia thought. She said: "I guess I'll resolve to help you keep your resolution!"
"That sounds good!" he said.
It was now midnight. They both took a sip of champagne to greet the new year. Then, Claudia stood up, and grabbed the fireplace poker. She hit Steve's head with the poker. He slumped down in his chair, dead.
She looked down at his body. "I kept my resolution to help you keep your resolution!" she said. "You won't ever hurt me again!"
