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He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly.
"My darling Susan," he whispered.
"Hush, my love," she said.
"Rest. Don't talk."
He was insistent.
"Susan," he said in his tired voice.
"I
Deathbed confession
Jake was on his deathbed. His wife, Susan, was maintaining a vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, and tears ran down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber.He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly.
"My darling Susan," he whispered.
"Hush, my love," she said.
"Rest. Don't talk."
He was insistent.
"Susan," he said in his tired voice.
"I
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