Killing him cleverly

She
could
not
kill him
with words
he was much too clever
neither could she kill him
with conventional murder weapons,
so she resolved to kill him slowly-by acceptable means-
burgers and fries and other saturated fats,and she never
forgot to add an extra spoon of sugar to everything he ate and
an extra dose of mayonnaise to his potato salad. At nights she cried fat tears of joy at his impending demise and like the Mona
Lisa, she had an ever present knowing smile. For what jury
could convict her, This good wife, this paragon of good
works, who was slowly, lovingly, deliberately feeding her life long love-her husband- to death?