Two priests came in to deliver last rites. They were both in shock, both struggling to maintain their composure, as was Doc Burkely. Jackie prayed with them, her voice stronger now. “Let perpetual light shine upon him,” she said. The priests left. Alone with her husband, or so she thought, Jackie kissed his naked body everywhere: His mouth, his chest, his leg, his penis. For all of Jack’s women, she was the last to possess him.
