Pamela Buchanan

Happily Ever After, So They Think! Pamela Buchanan

Happily Ever After, So They Think! By Pamela Buchanan As my eyes opened, what I feared was now a reality. The voice I heard when I passed out, was the voice of the man who wore the black ring, and the clothing of the man on our home camera. I dare he come to the hospital, and he had just shot Derrick. Having palpitations from his presence. I tried to get up off the floor with Sheryl and the nurse's assistance. I was able to assume my balance and make it to a chair down the hallway. Could it really be my husband's killer gracing our presence? Some nerve he has. I thought he was his friend. Hell, I even thought he was my friend. It is true that the devil does come in all colors, shapes, and fashions. He may have fooled Sheryl, but he can't fool me. Love will make you do some crazy things. I can even testify to that because, love made me commit murder thinking it would allow me to live happily ever after. But, when you think about it, is it the love some kill for? Or is it the thrill of believing you've won? So, they think!