For the next three days, I didn't reach out to Jason, not even once.
I arranged the cremation all by myself.
My mother-in-law's fragile, mangled body went into the furnace, and when it came out, it had already been reduced to a small urn.
I remembered that she once said she wanted to go see the sea, but because she had to mind the store and Jason was too swamped with work to accompany her, that wish never came true.
On a whim, I took her urn with me and spent a few days by the sea.
When I got back home, however, I saw a pair of shoes that didn't belong to me outside the door.
My face fell instantly, and I entered the password to unlock the door and go inside.
"Oh, Eunice's back!" Right there, Sarah was wearing my slippers, my apron, and even my silk pajamas, acting every bit like th
