Once upon a time there lived a wife and her husband. And they lived in friendship and good fortune for a long, long time. But finally they became very, very old, so they started to think about death. But they loved each other very much.
One terrible day, the husband awoke very weak. He called to his wife and told her that the day of his death was coming soon. After that day, joy didn't live in this home, so every evening the wife asked Death to change its aim and take her life, not her husband's.
One terrible winter night, Death finally came to their home. She approached the wife's bed and said, "I heard all your words. Now it is time for your husband to die, but you are such a good wife that I can't refuse your request. So come with me."
For one minute the wife thought about this, and finally she said, "My husband's bedroom is on the second floor..."
by Tanya Rabinovich
