That actually reminds me of my piano teacher from when I was a kid.

She was interesting. I didn't find myself chilled to the bone though as some have described. I just felt like it was officer level thinking, considering. You know?

Now a couple of the chicks at school gave me the heebie jeebies pretty bad. Literal prickling on the back of my neck. As did some of the dudes.

But yeah, the piano teacher had a certain way of smiling fondly when talking about her husband's fondness for an unhealthy lifestyle and how wonderfully short their time together was. She especially liked that he lives to eat big fatty steaks all the time and smoking his pipe. And how she used to tell him and everyone how she liked a big husky man. But she and all her family was thin.

She was very sweet. Baptist evangelical. Played the organ at the First Baptist Church for like 100 years or something.

I didn't think about all that in other terms till I was older and did my first deep dive into psychopathy and serial killers.

We'll never know, but if she didn't actually do him in, she certainly encouraged him toward self destruction and got some measure of happiness from it.