“What is the meaning of this? This is your third smoke today. You promised to leave this habit as soon as possible but I cannot believe you haven't even started to try quitting.”
She was yelling for the umpteenth time at him. “Am sorry dear but cigarette has become my sixth finger.I hold on to it to relieve stress. You know how stressful my job is. Please understand me.”
She came close to him and hugged him. She held her finger to him and said “ This is your sixth finger now. Hold on to it ever to relieve your stress. Please don't touch cigarette anymore.”
His new finger stayed on to him ever after.
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