“Oh, it was just lovely! The flight was wonderful, and the hotel was like something out of a dream,” she said. “I came to say thank you… But I do have one question.”
The agent raised an eyebrow.
“Sure, what is it?”
She leaned in and whispered, “Who was that old man I had to share the room with?”
LOL!! They had shared everything, talked about everything, and kept no secrets from each other—except for one. Edna had a shoebox in her closet, and she had told Harold never to open it or ask about it.
For decades, he respected her wishes, never giving the box a second thought. One day, Edna fell gravely ill, and the doctor told Harold she didn’t have much time left. With a heavy heart, Harold sat beside his wife and said, “Edna, I love you.
We’ve been through everything together. Before you go, can I finally know what’s inside that shoebox?”
