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