The widow remained serene and stoic in the face of her loss and the complications of her husband dying overseas. She sat Shiva in a hotel conference room and some very kind travelers and members of the hotel staff joined her. In her mind she thought to herself: "figures he would ruin my vacation," but she never gave words to the thought.
The local coroner called on the woman at her hotel to discuss arrangements.
"To ship the body back to Brooklyn will cost about $5,000. To have him buried here in the Holy Land will cost about $150."
"That's quite a difference," the widow remarked.
"Yes, it is," the coroner agreed. "And I am sorry we must discuss this at such a difficult time."
"I think I'll bring him back to Brooklyn," the widow decided. "We didn't always see eye-to-eye, we had our problems, but I love him and I think it's best that he be nearby."
"That's quite an expensive proposition," the coroner said. "We could provide a lovely service and beautiful resting place here in the Holy Land for much less."
"That's true, said the widow hesitantly. "But a long time ago a Jewish man from out-of-town was buried here and three days later he rose from the dead. I just can't take that chance."
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