OLD SINS
A middle-aged woman phoned her daughter in not a little exasperation. “Dear,” she said, “have you spoken to your grandmother recently? I’ve tried to call her every evening this week, and there’s been no answer. She really should be at home. I’m beginning to worry!” The daughter thought a second and said, “Oh. They’re having a revival at the retirement village this week. I’ll bet that’s where Grandmom has been when you’ve called.” “Revival!?” the woman repeated. “What on earth do they need with a revival? What kind of sins could they possibly have at a retirement village, for crying out loud?” The daughter wisely shot back, “Old ones, Mother, old ones.”
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