The quickest exit would have been the back door, but it was blocked with an enraged, knife-wielding female. I turned and headed through the house to the front door hoping to beat my wife, before she took a swing at me with the butcher knife she had grabbed after her sister, Jennifer, spilled the beans about our affair. Women are so emotional!
The knife went zipping past me and clanged against the door. She had missed, but I wasn’t ready to take a chance that she would miss the second time. I ripped the door open and tore through it!