John, who lived in the north of England, decided to go
golfing in Scotland with his buddy, Shawn.
So they loaded up John'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, 'and I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if
I let you stay in my house.'
'Don't worry,' John 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 golf.
But about nine months later, John 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
golf weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Shawn and asked, "Shawn,
do you remember that good-looking widow from the
farm we stayed at on our golf holiday in Scotland about
9 months ago?'
‘Yes, I do,' said Shawn
'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!,' Shawn 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?'
Shawn'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.'
(And you thought the ending would be different,
didn't you?...
You know you smiled...now keep that smile for the
rest of the day.