At Husband’s Funeral Wife Meets a Woman with His Baby in Her Arms – Story of the Day
Nancy stood still at the edge of her husband’s grave. The cold autumn wind brushed past her face, but she barely felt it. Her eyes were dry now — all her tears had already fallen. Her heart felt like an empty hole as she stared at the fresh dirt covering Patrick’s coffin. Just a week ago, he had been alive. Now, he was gone. “They said it was a car crash,” she whispered to no one. “Instant. No pain.” Those words were supposed to comfort her, but they felt meaningless.