I do miss him. Yes I do. He died so long ago. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if the accident never occurred. I see visions. Of Charlie. Sometimes I'll walk around the house and conversations with him. I'll tell him about our daughter, the house or whatever happened that day. I SEE HIM. HE IS HERE! We go on dinner dates all the time. Picknicks, the movie's you name it. Miss SHH! Charlie's here! Hi Charlie! MISS! Look at me. I am your doctor. I am fully aware of that. Now let me speak to my husband! Miss... Do you know where you are? At dinner, with my husband, silly! Must i inform you again miss. Your husband died three years ago in a car accident along with your child. He's not here.
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