Inside her husband’s desk, Jane searched for the paper that would prove she was Dirk’s widow. The in-laws were circling and had made verbal claims to his will, but she was the only legal heir.
Clark turned and looked at her as he entered the room. “What are you looking at dear sister?” he sneered.
“Did you ever find your, hmmm, marriage certificate?”
She sat down and sighed, “Yes – and a letter addressed to Mrs. Dirk Duguerre containing the license.”
“Was the marriage consummated?”
“Clark, do go away.”
“Why, pray tell?” he seethed.
“I am with child.”