Anne was on her deathbed breathing

Anne was on her deathbed breathing her last.

“Anne”, said Anne’s husband Jim.

“Please, please,tell me, is there anything I can do for you?”

“Well” croaked Anne, “There is something. After I die, it would mean so much to me if you would marry my best friend Sandra.”

“You have nothing to worry about Anne” said Jim taking her hand,

“I’ve been thinking about that for a while now already.”