Three women were sitting together in a beauty parlor one afternoon, waiting for their appointments and passing the time with gossip.

As usual, the conversation eventually turned to marriage.

The first woman sighed deeply and said, “I don’t know what to think anymore. Last night, my husband told me he had to go back to his office for some urgent work. But when I called the office, they told me he wasn’t there.”

The second woman nodded immediately.

“That sounds familiar,” she said. “My husband told me he was going to visit his brother. Later, I called his brother’s house, and guess what? He wasn’t there either.”

Both women shook their heads, clearly annoyed.

Then the third woman, who had been listening quietly, smiled and said, “Well, I never have that problem. I always know exactly where my husband is.”

The other two women stared at her in disbelief.

“Always?” asked the first.

“That’s impossible,” said the second. “No woman knows where her husband is all the time.”

The first woman leaned closer and added, “He must have you completely fooled.”

The third woman chuckled softly, looked at both of them, and said,

“Oh, not at all. I’m a widow.”