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, "You know what? 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.
And you know what?"
"What dear?" she gently asked, smiling as her heart
began to fill with warmth.
"I think you're bad luck."
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, "You know what? 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.
And you know what?"
"What dear?" she gently asked, smiling as her heart
began to fill with warmth.
"I think you're bad luck."
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