The beautiful eighteen-year-old girl sobbed hysterically at the
funeral service of her seventy-five-year-old husband.
She confided in a friend, "We had such a happy marriage for the
three months it lasted.
Every Sunday morning he would make love to me, keeping time with
the rhythm of the church bells."
She sobbed again, then added, "If that fire engine hadn't clanged
by, he'd be alive today."
