I put the phone down, turned to the wife and said, “Well, your mother’s late.”
“What do you mean?” she asked. “She wasn’t due around.”
“I know,” I replied, smiling. “That was the hospital. She’s dead.”
I put the phone down, turned to the wife and said, “Well, your mother’s late.”
“What do you mean?” she asked. “She wasn’t due around.”
“I know,” I replied, smiling. “That was the hospital. She’s dead.”