John Anthony Alternate Ending
A woman who tries to take another woman’s husband gets the shock of her life. Turns out that the wife was pushing her husband on the woman all alone, the wife had her own motives in mind.
Be careful what you pray for. Everything an envying woman prayed for she got, not realizing the consequences.
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“You nasty, DOG. You ain’t no better than the sinners in the streets. Callin’ yo’self a minister, you ain’t nothing but a sinner.” Nellie grabbed the iron, yanked the plug from the wall and tossed it at her husband, John Anthony, who jumped out the way. The hit to the wall caused the eleven by fourteen size framed portrait of her great aunts to shake, leaving it cricket.
“You bea’not hit me wit’ that iron, Nellie.”
“Um tired of you, John Anthony. …show more content…
She looked around and casually walked near a wide tall …show more content…
“Ouch!” John Anthony’s hand quickly grabbed the top of his head, he felt the small knot growing on it. He looked at his hand, a thin speck of moist redness was on it. “Nellie, why you threw that rock and hit me on my head.” He rubbed the spot again and looked at his fingers. “And got me out here bleeding.”
Nellie went back to her chair, and once she was comfortable, she crossed her legs.
“You could have killed me with that rock.”
“What rock?”
“That rock you just hit me wit’.”
“I don’t know what you talkin’ ‘bout. What’s the matter, your head hurting or somethin’?”
“Yeah, from the rock you hit me wit’.”
“I don’t know what you talkin’ ‘bout. Maybe the pain was layin’ doormat. Maybe the pain’s been there for a long time and you just now feelin’ it.”
“Ooh, okay. I get it… Nellie?”
“What?”
“Um real thirsty out here.”
“That ain’t my problem.”
“But ‘um not feeling too good. I think ‘um getting des-sar-rated.”
“Dessarrated, what?”
“Yeah, you know when you’re body needs water. Like when you out in the desert and dyin’ from thirst.”
“You talkin’ ‘bout dehydrated.” She shook her head. “That ain’t my problem.”
John Anthony stood and made a step towards the house, he fell over in the yard.
Nellie looked at him and kept bouncing her leg. “Hmp..” She stood and went in the house, never even looking back to see if John Anthony was
Be careful what you pray for. Everything an envying woman prayed for she got, not realizing the consequences.
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“You nasty, DOG. You ain’t no better than the sinners in the streets. Callin’ yo’self a minister, you ain’t nothing but a sinner.” Nellie grabbed the iron, yanked the plug from the wall and tossed it at her husband, John Anthony, who jumped out the way. The hit to the wall caused the eleven by fourteen size framed portrait of her great aunts to shake, leaving it cricket.
“You bea’not hit me wit’ that iron, Nellie.”
“Um tired of you, John Anthony. …show more content…
She looked around and casually walked near a wide tall …show more content…
“Ouch!” John Anthony’s hand quickly grabbed the top of his head, he felt the small knot growing on it. He looked at his hand, a thin speck of moist redness was on it. “Nellie, why you threw that rock and hit me on my head.” He rubbed the spot again and looked at his fingers. “And got me out here bleeding.”
Nellie went back to her chair, and once she was comfortable, she crossed her legs.
“You could have killed me with that rock.”
“What rock?”
“That rock you just hit me wit’.”
“I don’t know what you talkin’ ‘bout. What’s the matter, your head hurting or somethin’?”
“Yeah, from the rock you hit me wit’.”
“I don’t know what you talkin’ ‘bout. Maybe the pain was layin’ doormat. Maybe the pain’s been there for a long time and you just now feelin’ it.”
“Ooh, okay. I get it… Nellie?”
“What?”
“Um real thirsty out here.”
“That ain’t my problem.”
“But ‘um not feeling too good. I think ‘um getting des-sar-rated.”
“Dessarrated, what?”
“Yeah, you know when you’re body needs water. Like when you out in the desert and dyin’ from thirst.”
“You talkin’ ‘bout dehydrated.” She shook her head. “That ain’t my problem.”
John Anthony stood and made a step towards the house, he fell over in the yard.
Nellie looked at him and kept bouncing her leg. “Hmp..” She stood and went in the house, never even looking back to see if John Anthony was