"Sure, honey, what's wrong?"
"Well, is it just me or are those people hauling a dead body out of their car?"
"Oh my God! What the hell are they doing with that thing?" Jim excitedly squeeled.
"Well what should we do, Jim? Kate covered her mouth in fear and disgust.
Jim grabbed his hunting rifle from the entryway closet, loaded it with 4 rounds, and pushed Kate behind, "Honey, just stay right there."
"Where are you going, Jim? What are you going to do?" Kate worriedly asked.
"Honey, just stay there, you here me?" Jim demanded.
Jim ripped open the screen door and stomped across the driveway, facing the man and woman who had pulled the dead body out of their car. He cocked his rifle and yelled, "Hey, you two, what are you doing with that body?"
"None of your business, pal. Get that gone away from us." The man retorted angrily.
"It is my business, not everyday you see a dead body being hauled around here."
"Hey body, listen, this body is my son, and he was just hit by a car on his bike, so would you shut up so we can get him help while he maybe has a chance!?"
Jim looked closer and could see the child was still breathing as the father carried the body in his folded arms.
Jim went back inside, put his rifle away, looked at Kate and simply said "Its just you, honey."
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