For Years, My Husband Served Me Only Dark Bread at Every Meal, Even Though He Knew I Loved White Bread. One Day, I Went for Blood Tests, and the Doctor Looked at My Results, Turned Pale, and Said, “Ma’am, We Found Something in Your Blood Tests. But Before I Explain Anything, I Need to Know Who Prepares the Food in Your Home.” When I Told Him It Was My Husband, the Doctor Closed the Office Door and Said Something That Made My Hands Tremble…
I am seventy-six years old. My name is Margaret.
My husband, George, is eighty-one. We have been married for fifty-four years.
Our relatives always said I was the luckiest woman in the world.
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George was a caring husband. He did the grocery shopping, prepared our meals, and made sure I ate on time.
But he had one habit that had always annoyed me.
