A Holiday Divorce
Morris calls his son in NY and says, "Benny, I have something to tell you. However,
I don't want to discuss it over the phone. I'm merely telling you because you're my
oldest child, and I thought you ought to know. I've made up my mind, I'm divorcing
The son is shocked and asks his father to tell him what happened.
"I don't want to get into it. My mind is made up."
"But Dad, you just can't decide to divorce Mama like this after 54 years together.
"It's too painful to talk about it. I only called because you're my son, and I thought
you should know. I really don't want to get into it anymore. Please call your sister
and tell her. It will spare me the pain."
"But where's Mama? Can I talk to her?"
"No, I don't want you to say anything to her about it. I haven't told her yet. Believe
me it hasn't been easy. I've agonized over it for several days, and I've finally come
to a decision. I have an appointment with my lawyer the day after tomorrow."
"Dad, don't do anything rash. I'm going to take the first flight down. Promise me
you won't do anything until I get there."
"Well, all right, I promise. Next week is Passover. I'll hold off seeing the lawyer
until after the Seder. Call your sister in NJ and break the news to her. I just can't
bear to talk about it anymore."
A half hour later, Morris receives a call from his daughter who tells him that she and
her brother were able to get tickets and that they and the children will be arriving in
Florida the day after tomorrow. "Benny told me that you don't want to talk about it
on the telephone, but promise me that you won't do anything until we both get there."
After hanging up from his daughter, Morris turns to his wife and says, "Well Sahna,
it worked this time, but what are we going to do next time to get them to come home
for the holidays?"