Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. So they
loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After
driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard.
So they pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who
answered the door if they could spend the night.
"I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge house
all
to myself, but
I'm recently widowed," she explained. "I'm afraid the
neighbors will talk if I let
you stay in my house."
"Don't worry," Jack said.
"We'll
be happy to sleep
in
the barn. And if the weather breaks, we'll
be
gone at first light."
The
lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn
and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared,
and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great
weekend of
skiing.
But about nine months later,
Jack got an
unexpected
letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes
to figure it out,
but he finally determined that it was from the
attorney of
that
attractive widow he
had
met on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Bob
and asked,
"Bob,
do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our
ski holiday up north about 9 months ago?"
"Yes, I do." said
Bob
"Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to
the house and pay her a visit?"
"Well, um, yes !," Bob said, a little embarrassed
about being found out, "I have to admit that
I
did."
"And did you happen to give her my name
instead of telling her your
name?"
Bob's face turned beet red and he said, "Yeah, look, I'm sorry, buddy.
I'm afraid I did." "Why do you ask?"
"She just died and left me everything."
