SOTD – When Husbands Get Too Clever!

There was a pause.

“It’s Miracle-Gro.”

The silence that followed was different this time.

It was earned.

The husband stood there blinking, finally understanding that some jokes are not jokes—they’re invitations to consequences.

And April? She went on with her morning like nothing unusual had happened at all.

Because when husbands get too clever, wives get creative.

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The second story begins much quieter.

A woman sat beside her husband’s hospital bed, day after day, month after month. The machines hummed softly around them. The room smelled faintly of disinfectant and stale coffee. Time moved strangely there—slow, heavy, repetitive.

Her husband had been drifting in and out of a coma for months. Some days his eyes fluttered open for seconds. Other days, nothing. But she was always there.