To spend more time with Tim,.
After a long blissful ten years, Mary fell sick.
The doctor gave her two months to live. On her sickbed, Mary asked Tim:
“Dear…would you find a new girl after I’m gone?”
Tim shook his head, wiped his eyes, and said
“It’ll take a long time, but maybe I’ll be with her if the right one comes along.”
Mary then asked
“When you do find another girl, will you let her sleep in our bed? “
Tim wiped his eyes again
“It’ll be a long time, Mary”.
Mary then asked
“Would you bring her golfing with you, like how we always do on Sundays? Will she use my golf clubs?”
Tim wiped his eyes and shook his head.
“I don’t think so. Not the golf clubs at least, she’s left-handed”