She saw him wipe a tear from his eye and take a sip of his coffee. “What’s the matter, dear?” she whispered as she stepped into the room. “Why are you down here at this time of night?”
The husband looked up from his coffee. “Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and you were only 16?” he asked.
“Yes, I do”, she replied.
The husband paused. The words were not coming easily. “Do you remember when your father caught us in the back seat of my car making love?”
“Yes, I remember”, said the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him.
The husband continued. “Do you remember when he shoved that shotgun in my face and said, ‘Either you marry my daughter, or spend 20 years in jail?’”
“I remember that too”, she replied softly.
He wiped another tear from his cheek and said, “You know... I would have gotten out today.”
The husband looked up from his coffee. “Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and you were only 16?” he asked.
“Yes, I do”, she replied.
The husband paused. The words were not coming easily. “Do you remember when your father caught us in the back seat of my car making love?”
“Yes, I remember”, said the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him.
The husband continued. “Do you remember when he shoved that shotgun in my face and said, ‘Either you marry my daughter, or spend 20 years in jail?’”
“I remember that too”, she replied softly.
He wiped another tear from his cheek and said, “You know... I would have gotten out today.”
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