“Will you shut up and calm down! Damn it, man!” Sheriff Perkins had had enough of John Hasslebach after throwing him in jail cell. As far as he was concerned, the man had it coming.
“I tell you sheriff, she tried to kill me!” John indicated the bloody lump on his head where his wife clocked him with a frying pan.
Thought that only happened in the movies? “And the week-old bruising on her arms and legs just happened?”
John finally went quiet.
Perkins nodded. “Lucky for her she waited this long.”
“More evidence to bury you with.”