The New Bride


     "Mom, there is someone I want you to meet soon," he said sitting down. "She's very intelligent and pretty and everyone loves her too. They all think that I'm very lucky to be marrying her. But then again," he said and paused for a moment to consider, "I guess you might not get to meet her, mom." He put a rose on his mother's grave and said, "That bitch is probably going to hell, and you'd be in heaven".



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