First, Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving and here is chapter 2!
Recap; A Dame, a tear and a story…..
I handed her my hankie and asked her “why the tears sweetheart?”
“My Husband” she replied. (It’s always the Husband).
“What about the louse?”
“He’s dead” (Oops my bad)
Looking interested I asked “So how did it go down?”
“Playing golf. He was fishing for golf balls when out of nowhere he was eaten by a Crocodile”
“You mean Alligator, we don’t have Crocodiles in Miami”
“We do now” was her response.
Not surprised by this new fact, I asked “I’m a Realtor, how do I fit in?”
“Now that I’m a widow, I need to find a new home; mines too big” (and with a loud sniff) she continued “and it’s on a golf course”
Reaching for my scotch and regretting my next move I said “OK, I’ll see what I can do”.