She had the patience of a saint. Even Harve said so. It was dwindling in reserve with the years though.

Maude had smiled through a lot but she began to see a white light in her dreams that to her represented heaven.

She wondered if heaven had husbands. If it was a mandatory thing.

a) She hoped not.

b) She prayed not.

c) The telephone ringing rudely broke into her daydreams.