My Ex-wife Demands That I Give the Money I Saved for Our Late Son to Her Stepson – My Answer Shocked Her and Her New Husband

Bob had always cherished his evenings a bit too much, and one night, as he stumbled into bed late, slipping in quietly beside his peacefully sleeping wife, he never imagined it would be his last. As dawn broke, he didn’t wake in his familiar bedroom but instead found himself standing before the majestic Pearly Gates.

“Am I dreaming?” Bob wondered aloud.

A warm yet firm voice answered. St. Peter, clipboard in hand, greeted him with a gentle smile.

“Bob, I’m afraid you passed away in your sleep.”

Bob’s jaw dropped, and his voice cracked as he protested, “This can’t be! I’m not ready to go. I’ve got so much to live for!”

St. Peter’s empathetic eyes softened. “Well, there is one way you can return—but it’s not quite what you might expect. You can go back… but only as a chicken.”

Caught between desperation and disbelief, Bob stammered, “A chicken? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

But before he could say another word, the world around him shimmered, and he was no longer at the gates. He stood on the soft dirt of a bustling farmyard, feathers replacing his skin and involuntary clucks escaping his beak.

He blinked in confusion as chickens darted around him, pecking at the ground. “What just happened?” he clucked involuntarily.

“New here, huh?” came a voice. Bob turned to see a rooster, his bright plumage shimmering in the sunlight. “Welcome to the coop. I’m Rudy.”

Still trying to process the absurdity, Bob muttered, “This can’t be real…”

Rudy chuckled, unfazed. “Oh, it’s real. You’ll get used to it. Eat, scratch, and if you’re lucky, avoid the farmer’s axe.”

Before Bob could respond, a strange pressure started building in his lower half. “What’s happening to me?” he clucked, panic rising.

Rudy’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Ah, first time, huh? Don’t worry, you’ve got an egg coming.”

Bob’s feathers fluffed in alarm. “An egg? I’m laying an egg?”

“Relax,” Rudy said with a shrug. “Just squat and let nature take over.”

Reluctantly, Bob followed Rudy’s advice. To his astonishment, the process wasn’t nearly as terrible as he feared. Moments later, he stood over a smooth, warm egg. Pride and bewilderment swirled within him.

“I… I laid an egg,” he murmured, almost in awe.

But just as Bob began to marvel at his new reality, a sharp voice pierced through his thoughts.

“Bob! Wake up!” It was his wife, shaking him gently.

Bob’s eyes shot open. He was back in his bed, his human hands clutching the blanket. “It was… just a dream,” he whispered, relief flooding his senses.

“You were clucking in your sleep,” his wife teased. “What on earth were you dreaming about?”

Bob sat up, the vivid memories of feathers and clucks still lingering. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

She smirked. “Well, maybe lay off the late-night drinks for a while.”

Bob chuckled, rubbing his temples. “You’re probably right.”

As she left the room, he muttered under his breath, “But I’ll never look at eggs the same way again.”

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