Windowed

Widowed

Jerry woke up early one-morning feeling pain on his head. It was not a normal headache. It was more of a pressure pain. Like someone or something, was sitting on his head. He got up out of bed to take some aspirin. He tried to not wake up his wife, but she was a light sleeper. "What's wrong?" she asked in a drowsy voice. "Are you okay?" Jerry, holding on to his head with both hands, trying to ease the pressure. "I have a headache. I'm going to go take something" he whispered. "Go back to sleep." Jerry got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom to get those aspirins.

A few hours later, Katy, Jerry's wife, awoke from her evening

sleep. She looked over to where Jerry sleeps and to her surprise, he was not there. "Jerry," she called out. Remembering he had a headache, she got out of bed to see if she could find him.

Katy walked into the bathroom which is adjacent to the bedroom where they sleep. No sign of Jerry. "JERRY!" she yelled out again as she moved from the bedroom to the hallway. She noticed the light on in the hallway bathroom and assumed Jerry was there. She walked over to check on him. When she got to the bathroom, she could see Jerry lying face down on the floor. "JERRY!" she yelled getting on her knees to help him. "JERRY!" Jerry showed no sign of life as Katy got up from the floor and ran for the phone to dial 9-1-1.

When the paramedics arrived, they could do nothing to help Jerry. His body had been laying there, for what they estimated, for about four hours. There were no signs of foul play or suicide. And after hearing that he was complaining about a headache, the paramedics assumed it could have easily been a stroke. But until the medical examiner could look at him, it would stay only an assumption. (Your turn... Finish the story.)