We were at a hotel room where a lavish marriage ceremony was coming to an end. As the happy couple were set off on their honeymoon the new bride was heard say to her man,” Darling, I want us to live together forever. If you love me as much as I do you then I bid you please grant me this one favour.”
The handsome groom said “Anything for my gorgeous bride. If it is in my power to grant it consider it done.”
She removed a small black wooden box made from smooth Tanzania ebony wood from her suitcase and she placed it on the bed.
“A girl must always have secrets. I hope that you will love me all the days that we live and that you shall respect my privacy and never look in this box. I will always keep it close by me under my side of the bed.” She smiled sweetly and fluttered those long lashes again.
” Forever my word will be my bond. As long as I live I will never look in there.” Was the man’s chivalrous reply.
We now fast forward at light speed to the future to find the couple now enjoying their sunset years sitting together in their large bedroom happily opening the many happy anniversary cards from friends and family from all over the world. Their grandchildren have bought them a round the world cruise and they are sorting out suitcases for their great voyage.
The old grey haired husband reaches under the bed to get his small travel-case but instead pulls out the smooth little black box. His wife looks down at him smiling and shaking her head slowly.
He looked dismayed and disappointed, like a little child denied some sweets.
“Look honey we’ve been together all these years, can’t I just have a little tiny peek?”
The wife decided there would be no harm in letting him look so she nodded and then watched as he excitedly opened the box. Inside he found two eggs and a thick wad of notes. There was nearly $2,000 in the box.
“I don’t understand. Are these your secret savings? Asked the bwana.
The wife thought she had better explain. She looked at him steadily and then she spoke. “I said to myself that I would love you forever. But I was weak. Each time that I was unfaithful to you I placed an egg in the box to remind me of my shame.”
A sudden wave of emotions swept through the man. He felt deep anger and humiliation. Suddenly a fresh thought came to him. He did some quick calculations and decided that in the unfaithfulness league his wife was a novice, a real amateur….I mean two minor indiscretions in sixty years. I have been quite a player myself hmmmm…remember only last thursday……..no I will show her mercy. I will definitely forgive her and be the better one. Haha
He turned slowly to his wife and smiled.” What about the cash, honey? You have bank accounts, why did you stash it here?”
Her answer was slow in coming but eventually she said, “Well, whenever I got at dozen eggs I would sell them…..”
To end the story here would be an act of great charity.