Love After Death

My name is Evangeline Morton. Three days ago I was in great pain in a hospital bed, surrounded by my friends and family. I had been diagnosed with a common type of kidney cancer. Notice I use the past tense, had, that’s because I am no longer in pain and I am no longer diagnosed. That’s because I’m dead. You’d think I’d feel free, free from stress, free from pain, and free from life. But that’s not the case. I feel bound. Bound to my old life, bound to my grieving family and friends and most importantly I feel bound to Asher Trieste, my boyfriend of three years. So for the past three days I’ve stayed and watched over my old life. And I plan on staying.