Nine Months Later
Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up Jack's mini van and headed off to Colorado. After driving for hours in snow, they got caught in a terrible heavy blizzard. They pulled into the first house, an Aspen lodge-villa the size of a small Hotel, and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.
"I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge place all to myself, but I'm recently widowed," she explained. "I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house."
"Don't worry," Jack said. "We'll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light." The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they went on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of partying and skiing in Colorado.
About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on that Colorado weekend.
He popped in on his friend Bob and asked, "Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from that barn we stayed at to last out the blizzard on our ski weekend in Colorado?"
"Yes, sure I do." said Bob
"Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a real social visit?"
"Yes," Bob said, a little embarrassed about being found out. "I have to admit that I did."
"And did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your own name?"
Bob's face turned beet red and he said, "Yeah, sorry, buddy. I'm afraid I did. Why?"
"She just died and left me everything, The Aspen Mountain lodge, New York apartment, the French Villa, and the whole real estate empire and the Restaurant Chain."
(And you thought the ending would be different, didn't you?)
