What Kind Of Husband?
“We found signs of infection in the wounds, which, coupled with how bad the burns were, could have spelled real trouble for your wife.”
As Elvis listened closely, he tried to pinpoint the name of his wife’s hairdresser. The fact that all of this had happened right under his nose still didn’t make sense to him.
If he couldn’t protect his wife, what kind of husband was he? “Do you know her hairstylist?” the doctor asked.