As the young couple sat in the in the garden there tensions grew with every breath they took. Petunia muttered in one single breath, “Ernest darling, I’m with child.” He looked at her with joy in his eyes and stood up as if he were to announce it to the world. Petunia stopped his happiness with just a few words when she followed with, “But I think it’s your fathers.”
“What!” He shouted as his face turned beat red. With all the anger in his mind he smacked Petunia to the floor with one hit.
“How dare you!” Ernest screamed, “You have descried my family and me for that you must die.” As he picked up a knife from the picnic table he held it above her head ready to thrust it into her.
“No!’ she screamed as a gunshot interrupted the whole argument. Ernest fell to the floor and blood poured out of his chest. Petunia turned and there stood Ernest father. Petunia ran to his arms and said, “oh darling you have saved me!” She held him tightly.
Ernest father replied, “Anything for you my love, now let’s run off and live in France where we can raise are child and be together forever.”
Petunia replied lovingly, “That would be the greatest thing in the world.” So they rode off on a white horse into the sunset.
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