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(Continued from previous page) "Yes sir," he said. "We've been married sixty years and we've never had an argument. And if I die first, she gets everything I have and I have plenty, don't I honey?" "Yes dear," she answered. He chuckled. "Now if she dies first, I get everything she has, but she doesn't have anything." Martha said nothing. I clenched my hands. "I'll see you next week," I said. Then I shut the door. |