I Went to Visit My Husband’s Late Wife’s Grave and Discovered She Was Never Dead

sitting with in the dark for a while.

I sit with it.

And then I get up the next morning and I go to work and I buy flowers for my kitchen and I keep building the life that belongs only to me.

That is the only thing, in the end, that makes sense.

Not the empty box where someone should have been buried. Not the man who needed her gone so badly he killed continue reading …