Breakfast in bed

This morning I’m singing in the shower. My new husband is still sleeping. I couldn't sleep because of his snoring but that won't last for long. Yesterday we took a joint life insurance policy and today I will serve him his favorite breakfast which will be his last. After my shower I go to the kitchen clutching the little poison pill in my palm. I open the fridge, take a few slices of bread, put them the toaster and turn it on.  The electric shock startles me and I notice his smiling face peeking from behind the bedroom door, aaargh.