He tells him, “I don’t wanna ruin your day, but you need to know that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.”
“Dad, what are you talking about?” the man yells.
“We can’t look at each other any longer,” the older man says. “We’re sick of each other, and I don’t want to talk about her anymore, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her,” and he hangs up.
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The son immediately calls his sister, who blows up on the phone. “They’re not getting a divorce if I have a say in this,” she shouts, “I’ll take care of it.”
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her dad, “You are NOT getting a divorce. Don’t do anything until I’m there. Me and my brother will be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do anything, DO YOU HEAR?”.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife and says, “They’ll be here for Thanksgiving… now what do we say for Christmas?”
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