john and shawn

John, who lived in the north of England, decided to go golfing in Scotland with his friend, Shawn. John’s minivan was loaded up, and they headed north.

After driving for a few hours, they found themselves caught in a terrible blizzard, so they pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.

“I realize it’s terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed,” she explained, “and I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”

“Don’t worry,” John said. “We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.”

The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way, and they enjoyed a great weekend of golf.

About nine months later, John got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of the attractive widow he had met on the golfing weekend.

He dropped in on his friend Shawn and asked, “Shawn, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm where we stayed on our golfing holiday in Scotland about nine months ago?”

"Yes, I do,” said Shawn.

"Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house, and pay her a visit?”

“Well, er, yes!” Shawn said, a little embarrassed about being found out, adding, “I have to admit that I did.”

“And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?”

Shawn's face turned beet red, and he said, “Yeah, look, I’m sorry, I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask? Has something happened?”
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“She just died and left me everything.”