
At Husband’s Funeral Wife Meets a Woman with His Baby in Her Arms – Story of the Day
Nancy stood in front of the fresh grave, her heart numb. The chilly autumn wind blew through the cemetery, but she didn’t even feel it. She was too empty inside. Patrick—her husband, her best friend, her everything—was gone. Just like that. “A car crash,” the doctors had said. “It was instant.” Instant? Like that was supposed to make her feel better. It didn’t. Not even a little. Nancy stared at the mound of dirt that now covered Patrick’s coffin. Her eyes didn’t cry anymore. She had cried so much already,