As we walked out of the bank, she turned to me and said,
"Do you think we did the right thing?"
At that moment I knew she was wrong for me. I aimed the gun
to her head and with a single shot she was gone.
What does she mean - right thing?
We talked about it all summer. With the baby coming and
everything, and the fact that none of us had a job.
And I planned everything, for days and days, checked all the
option, making sure that we won't get caught, and now she
asks me this.
God!
That's it - no Ruth and no baby. Life is much simpler now.
Just me and 50,000 Dollars. And after days of planning I'm
pretty sure I won't get caught.
Of course it's the right thing.