The woman's husband had been slipping in and
out of a coma for several months, yet she had
stayed by his bedside every single day. One day,
when he came to, he motioned for her to come
nearer.
As she sat by him, he whispered, eyes full
of tears, "My dearest, you have been with me
all through the bad times. When I got fired,
you were there to support me. When my business
failed, you were there. When I got shot, you
were by my side. When we lost the house, you
stayed right here. When my health started failing,
you were still by my side. You know what?"
"What dear?" she gently asked, smiling as her
heart began to fillwith warmth.
"I think you're bad luck."
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