An old man was on his death bed and called his whole family together so that he could bid them farewell and make his peace with the world. After he said what he wanted to each in turn, he knew he was coming very close to death. He called for all to gather together.
“I have one thing I would like to confess before I go,” he said. They all drew closer. “It was me,” cough, wheeze, “I was the one,” he said as they leaned down as close as they could to hear what he could barely get out in a whisper. Gasp, cough, “I was the one,” cough, wheeze, “in the kitchen with Dinah…”