Phoebe pushed David's head off her shoulder, she turned her body and faced him.
"No way, I find it hard to believe that miss Ruth plotted all her life to marry David Saxon ended up killing him." she shook her head. "David, she killed me because she wanted to be your wife and happened to be pregnant for you.."
"Hell no!" he bellowed like a bull out on the grassland in the wild. "I never touched that bitch."
"Right, I remember you told me this." Phoebe winced..."Or did you, I am not sure. Nevertheless, she had a small protruding belly when I last saw her in that dream. Oh what the hell...let's call a spade a spade and stop beating around the bush."
She threw her hands out as if she was about to engage him in a fight.
"I fell in love with you first, I chased you and you agreed to date me and them we got married, you experienced this, right?"
He nodded.