People are so messy until it's not funny anymore. This guy has the nerve to ask Steve if he should keep this secret (sexing her sister-in-law) when his wife is dying of cancer? This is why I can't fool with people because it seems like everywhere you turn, someone is doing something foul. This wife is dying of cancer, and for him to contemplate telling her while she's on her deathbed is low, even for him. He's man enough to lay down with her, he should be man enough to tell her what it is, but he probably won't tell her because that would be too much like right. He's using being distraught as an excuse to sleep with his wife's sister. Let me guess: She was fine and had curves for days, so he couldn't help himself. That's usually how it works, doesn't it? They console each other during a rough time, and clothes magically disappear. They aren't fooling anyone with this nonsense, they knew what they were doing.
Both the husband and sister-in law are as rotten as they come. What kind of man is he? What kind of woman is she? The wife is already dying of cancer; I wouldn’t add to her grief by telling her, but his wife isn't stupid; women have ways of finding out. Both of them ought to be ashamed of themselves. He says he loves his wife, but obviously he doesn't because if he did, he wouldn’t have messed around with her sister. The sister-in-law doesn’t love her sister because if she did, she would not have messed around with him. Love is action, and their actions showed otherwise. I just feel very bad for the wife, not only for what she's going through, but for the sorry jokers that are in her life. Best case scenario, she recovers from cancer and lights both of them up verbally and physically. Worst-case scenario, she dies of cancer, but at least she's at peace.
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