Three women were sitting in a bustling beauty parlor, hair dryers humming, curling irons sizzling, and gossip flowing just as freely as the shampoo.

As their stylists worked, the conversation drifted—as it always did—to their husbands.

The first woman let out a dramatic sigh, staring into the mirror.
“Last night, my husband told me he was working late at the office. But when I called, his secretary calmly told me he’d left hours ago!”

The second woman rolled her eyes, folding her arms.
“You won’t believe this—but mine said he was staying over at his brother’s place. I rang his brother just to check…and guess what? He hadn’t seen him all evening!”

They both turned toward the third woman, who sat relaxed in her chair, flipping through a magazine with a playful smile.

She looked completely calm and amused.

“I always know exactly where my husband is,” she said confidently.

The other two women gasped in unison.

“What?!”
“That’s impossible!”
“He must be tricking you too!”

The third woman chuckled softly, leaned back, and replied:

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Three women are sitting in a beauty parlor, their hair wrapped in rollers as they sip coffee and chat about their husbands.

The first woman sighs deeply and says, “Last night, my husband told me he was going to his office to finish some work. But when I called later, they said he wasn’t there!”

The second woman shakes her head in frustration and adds, “Same here! My husband claimed he was going to his brother’s house, but when I called to check, his brother said he hadn’t seen him all evening.”

The third woman sits back calmly, smiling with quiet confidence. “I always know exactly where my husband is.”

The other two women stare at her in disbelief and gasp, “That’s impossible! He must have you completely fooled!”

The third woman chuckles softly and replies, “Oh, not at all. I’m a widow.”