Love is the most beautiful feeling in the world. Its forms are varied and are amazing. Perhaps even approximately similar feelings lovers do not experience: everyone is different. But there is also sick love, pathological, destructive.
She, like a hurricane or a tsunami, demolishes everything in its path. And it doesn't matter what the consequences will be.
Betty and Peter Fabiano
That is what happened in this story. In the States back in 1957 lived an ordinary family. Spouses Peter and Betty raised two children. True, for a man they were not native: for his wife it was the second marriage. But this did not affect the relationship: harmony reigned in the family. and mutual understanding.
The couple had a small but stable family business - several beauty salons. On a typical October evening, the couple saw off the young man. He chose a military career and, having stayed at home, departed for the place of study. daughter already went to bed. Around 11 pm the doorbell rang.
Who could show up at this time? Weird. But Peter still went look. The woman heard voices, and then there was the sound of gunshots. Together with the awakened daughter, they rushed to the front door and saw Peter bleeding on the doorstep. There was no one else in the house. The doctors were powerless and could not save the 35-year-old man.
The boy next door saw a car speeding up the street. But Couldn't give an exact description due to speed. And the police were in dead end.
Who took the life of a young man? The killer was a lady named Goldwyn, a widow of 43 years. Which up to this point the victim is not something that I didn't know, but I didn't see it either. And what pushed her? After all, for murder, if the perpetrator is not a complete psycho, you need a motive.
But there was a motive. But not the killer, but her sworn friend. 40-year-old Joan has been methodically dripping on her brain for several months now: here this Peter, what a vile little man, well, it just doesn’t get any worse. The fool listened, absorbed, penetrated. Yes, and penetrated, twisted a loved one, and decided that the man should be done away with. Said - made. The ladies bought a gun and went to the doomed man's house. The killer's appearance was slightly corrected. And she went to work. BUT girlfriend sat in the car, watched the neighborhood to be ready to take off immediately.
After the murder, Joan told a stunned friend that they didn't care. way, and they no longer know each other. But Goldwyn was eaten by conscience: everything but to kill a man is not to swat a fly. And she relieved the soul - told everything to the police. If everything is more or less with the performer understandable - a lonely suggestible woman, without support, was seduced by persuasion friends, what guided the organizer?
Surprisingly, the motive was love. Just the most beautiful world feeling. Joan lost her head with feelings. And the object of passion has become just Betty - the same owner of a beauty salon. But she was happily married. And the unfortunate but treacherous lover did not come to head is nothing better than to get your husband out of the way. In order to get closer to object, ingratiate, console. Examination showed that Joan had mental problems - schizophrenia. Yes, and my friend turned out to be not all in okay with your head.
So two crazy people killed a man and broke a happy life family. Their further fate is unknown. Betty passed away in 1999. The woman never remarried.
No matter how beautiful and bright love may seem in its own eyes, you still need to keep your head turned on. And live with your mind, not be guided by what caring "friends" or "friends", whose care is often only a way to achieve their own goals.