She finds him sitting at the kitchen table,
with a cup of coffee in front of him. He
appears deep in thought, just staring at the wall.
She watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a
sip of coffee.
“What’s the matter, dear?,” she whispers as she steps
into the room, “Why are you down here at this time of
night?”.
The husband looks up, “Do you remember twenty years
ago when we were dating, and you were only 16?,” he
asks solemnly.
The wife is touched to tears, thinking that her husband is
so caring and sensitive.
“Yes, I do,” she replies.
The husband pauses. The words are not coming easily.
“Do you remember when your father caught us in the
back seat of my car making love?”
“Yes, I remember,” says the wife,
lowering herself into a chair beside him.
The husband continues…”Do you remember when he
shoved a shotgun in my face and said,
“Either you marry my daughter,
or I will send you to jail for 20 years?'”
“Yes, I remember that, too.” she replies softly.
He wipes another tear from his cheek and says…
“I would have gotten out today!”