On the third day, Linda died.
My whole world seemed to stop.
When I returned home, everything reminded me of her.
His cup of coffee was still in the kitchen.
His coat was still hanging in the closet.
The book I was reading was still next to our bed, with a marker between pages that would never end.
I couldn’t understand how I was supposed to continue living without the woman I had shared with me for most of my adult life.
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But as the weeks went on, Linda’s last words resounded more and more strongly in my mind.
Find Susan.
You’ll understand everything.
And please forgive me.
Finally, I realized that if I didn’t fulfill Linda’s last wish, I would spend the rest of my life wondering what I had tried to tell myself.
