Journal Entry
Author Unknown
Martha Walton was a large woman. But not so large that she could withstand several pallets toppling her. It was such a shame, the “accident.” Especially so close to that young mother slipping in the shower and dying while her little boy watched television. Now, the whole town is in mourning. But life is death, and death is life. Especially for Leonard Walton. Though that’s none of my business, and all love is blind. That man must have been double-blind, but I digress.
Martha Walton had undoubtedly made many enemies over the years. This time she made the wrong one, and it cost her.
