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Fortunately, he was above thinking that he was better that her. He was above all those petty things like jealousy and pride, and he told her so at every opportunity. No one was more humble than he was, nor more forgiving of the shortcomings of others who were less perfect than he. He was always willing to provide the necessary encouragement and gentle correction to guide those around him to the correct path.

It was difficult for her, living with such perfection. No one around her believed how unhappy she was because he was so loved and he so obviously loved her.

The final straw came a dinner time, as he was explaining the correct way to cook a meatloaf, which she had been doing wrong for years. She didn't notice picking up the knife, but he was still offering advice on how she should hold it when she started stabbing.