"For you, Ma'am." The delivery man handed her a bouquet of the reddest roses she ever saw.
She plucked the card from the stems and giggled. What reason for the flowers did Jim come up with this time?
The phone rang.
"Hello...Yes, this is she..." She slipped the card from its envelope.
"There's been an accident and, I'm sorry, but your husband--"
Violet dropped the phone and the flowers and gaped at the card, 'til death do us part written in Jim's hand.
A tear splashed on the card.
Jim always knew just what to say.