Cause and Defect
Melvin was dying. He was old, very old. He had seen much suffering in his life. Trudy, his wife, was seated on the edge of the bed, wiping his brow. They had lived together for more than seventy years.
“Tell me, Trudy, do you remember the Depression years when we barely had enough to get by?”
Melvin was silent for a moment. Then he looked at his loving wife.
“You see Trudy, I think you’re bad luck.”
I would go lifetimes of bad luck if I was to spend it with someone that I truly loved.
he should dump that crazy betch, she’s obviously unstable. Her name is trudy for gods sake!
Very romantic of you, I would choose love over money too.
Not focusing on the aspect of love in this one though. More the fallacy of conclusions drawn upon assumed correlations. Yep!
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