The young widow visited her late husband’s grave at the cemetery once a week. After a few minutes of serious reflection, she cleaned the marble headstone and carefully arranged the flowers. In those moments, time seemed to stop for her.
A man who frequently visited the cemetery and took care of his own family members’ graves had been watching her for a while. He was fascinated by her devotion to her husband as well as one peculiarity: she never once looked back as she left.
One day, unable to control himself, he decided to speak to the widow as she went through her rituals and headed for the door.
I’m sorry, ma’am, but he got off to a slow start. — How beautifully you maintain your husband’s grave really impressed me. It’s quite touching. The fact that you never look back once you’ve left, however, is what puzzles me. Why?
The wise widow’s comment shocked him.
The woman lifted an eyebrow, looked him in the eye, and smiled slightly.
Alright, sir. My cock was so beautiful and lovely that it could bring the dead back to life, according to a joke my husband used to say.
Following a theatrical pause, she said with a cheeky smile:
The risk is just too great for me to take.
The man took in what he had just heard, paused for a while, and then burst out laughing. The widow winked at him and, as always, walked away politely, leaving him bewildered.
