Sadie’s husband Jake has been slipping in and out of a coma for several months, yet his
faithful wife stays by his bedside day and night. One night, Jake comes to and motions for her
to come closer. He says, “My Sadie, you have been with me through all the bad times. When I
got fired, you were there to support me. When my business failed, you were there. When I got
shot, you were by my side. When we lost the house, you gave me support. When my health
started failing, you were still by my side. You know what, Sadie?” “What dear?” she asked
gently. “I think you’re bad luck.”
