Graveyard marriage

My mother was dying. She needed a $5,000 surgery to live. But when I checked my bank account, every penny was gone. My wife, Cora, had transferred it all.

She needed it to pay for her first love's mother's surgery.

I called her, begging for the five thousand. She just screamed at me. "Leo's mother is on her deathbed! She needs this money right now! Don't you dare bother me with your petty problems!"

Later that day, my mother died. And so did our marriage.

I couldn't believe the words coming