A story about my friends wife
Boston Real Estate for Sale and Rent
A story about my friends wife
The Beacon Hill condo for sale broker was thinking about his wife, as he left Burlington condo for sale showing, he saw what he thought was a sign from God.
DIE
TERY
Capital letters on the gate, spelled out large, spelled out clear.
I couldn’t take the risk of something happening to spoil his trip to the Boston Seaport, so he acted decisively.
“I’ve changed my mind,” he told Teresa (his wife, Tery), “my knee hurts so I don’t want to drive into the Boston Seaport“
Disappointed, possibly exasperated, his wife consoled, “We don’t want your knee to flare up, let’s take an Uber.”
As the Uber drove by, he saw Gods confirmation of his wife life saved. Someone had closed the other half of the gate, and it now read “CANDIE CEMETERY”.
A story about my friends wife
My friends wife, teaches third graders, one day one of her students was wearing a Fitbit watch, which prompted my friends wife to ask, “Are you tracking your steps?” “No,” said the little girl. “I wear this for Mommy so she can show Daddy when he gets home.”
