As the ambulance took Shane’s body away, Rick said, “Someone should go and
tell his wife.”

Jeff volunteered, “I’m pretty good at sensitive stuff. I’ll do it.”

Two hours later, he came back carrying a case of Fosters. Rick was amazed and said
“Where’d you get that?’

“Shane’s wife gave it to me.”

“That’s unbelievable. You told her Shane was dead and she gave you beer?’

“’Well not exactly,” Shane’s wife answered the door and I said, “You must be Shane’s widow.”

She said, “I’m not a widow.”

And I bet her a case of Fosters that she was.”