A pregnant woman approached the battered wooden desk at her hometown police station. “Charge me with endangering my fetus.”
“You’re Buck’s wife.”
She nodded. “He’s the one endangering.”
“What you do to git him riled?”
It was always the same. They wouldn’t take a report.
“I read it in the paper today. He was mean when I married him. I’m ready to pay for my crime.”
“You got any marks?”
“Not yet. Just threats.”
“I’m sure he didn’t mean it, Mrs. Buck. Go on, now.”
A woman officer came in. She made the arrest.
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