“Oh, my poor son!” sighed the mother.
“His marriage is so unfortunate. He ended up with a girl who doesn’t lift a finger around the house. She spends all day in bed, either sleeping or lounging and reading. Can you believe he even brings her breakfast in bed?”
“That’s terrible,” said her friend. “And your daughter?”
“Ah, she’s so fortunate! She married an angel. He insists she doesn’t do anything around the house. Every morning, he brings her breakfast in bed. She can sleep as long as she wants and just relax all day.”
