The Painter's StoryDue to a tight schedule, a painter was working through the night to finish painting the dining room. When was he painting the wall under Mother-in-Law's window; he told me he heard someone walking down the stairs. He didn't turn around but just said,'Mother-in-Law, I hope you like the color'.
The Easter StoryEvery Easter Sunday, we give colored eggs to our guest. A couple was seated at a table near Mother-in-Law's window. They took their eggs out of the basket like everyone else, but afterward looked a little shaken. When we spoke to them, they asked how we knew their names. We don't put names on the eggs, we die them the day before. Yet, their names were there, on the eggs.