Jason's confession

         
Emanating from the crackling fire the smell of trout permeated the air.
Jason finished his third beer, "Henry, Iâm so sorry."
"About what"?
Unable to meet Henry's eyes, "Hope and I are in love."
"How long"?
"Three months."
Henry palmed the filet knife. "You've been screwing my wife for months and now you're sorry!"
"We never meant to hurt you."
In an upward arc the knife permeated Jason chest. Henry's face became pale. "What did I do"?
Jason doubled over in a coughing fit a sucking sound coming from the wound.
With his final breath Jason said, "I forgive you."