A couple’s once-happy married life almost fell apart because of old Aunt Emma, who had taken up residence in the house.

For seventeen agonizing years she lived with them, always crotchety, always demanding.

Then, eventually, old Emma passed away.

On their way back from the cemetery, the husband confessed to his wife, “Darling, if I didn’t love you so much, I don’t think I could have put up with your Aunt Emma living in our house all those years.”

His wife’s jaw went slack but she managed to sputter, “My Aunt Emma! I thought she was your Aunt Emma!”