The Perfect Alibi: My Husband Died While I Was Chitchatting at the Playground

Summary

At 11:00 AM, as my husband slowly suffocated in the bathtub, I was chatting with the other moms by the apartment complex's playground slide.

The slide was directly below our bathroom window, barely twenty feet away in a straight line.

Normally, I would have gone home at 11:00 AM as usual, which would have given me enough time to save his life.

But as fate would have it, Lily's mom had just bought a new dress and enthusiastically invited us over to her place to admire it.

When my daughter and I finally returned home at 11:10 AM, my husband was already dead.