" I Loved my husband." "Loved?" " I Love, Love my husband." "Why the past tense ma'am is there something you feel guilty about?" " No of course not. I'm a innocent bystander." I let the tears come in a flow and pull a tissue from the box on the table. I raise the tissue to my face and let a small smile come through my face when I see the young man in front of me wince and turn his head. I let a few sniffles come out and look back up at the young man accross from me. Letting tears well up in my eyes. I look him in the eyes and say with all the conviction that I can come up with. " I love my husband and I always will. He was is and always will be the one for me. No matter how long he has been dead."
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