I need him back. My beloved husband which we spent sixty-seven years together, is gone. I know I only get one pass in my life, so I have to cash that in to bring him back.
He’s standing before me again. Strangely, there is another woman I’ve never met before, who also cashed in her resurrection pass… on my husband of all people.
“Geoffry, what does this all mean?” I weakly utter.
He’s standing between both of us, at a loss to form words. This much younger woman is demanding that he come with her.
“Explain yourself, my darling,” I calmly try to get out, even though I am fuming inside. I have to stay calm so this stranger cannot have an advantage over me. The few words he shamefully utters out are enough to make time stop entirely in its tracks.
“Until death do we part.”
He shrugs his shoulders like this dilemma is no longer within his control. I watch Geoffry’s back as he joins this young blonde and walk to the beginning of his new life.
He cheated after all the years we were together, on this young, dumb, BITCH. I mourned and cried for my Geoffry until the thirty days passed, where I could have him return him to me. He planned this. I lost my soulmate and all he could muster up the courage enough to say was “until death do us part”.
I’m angry. Angry enough that I will kill Geoffry myself. He deserves to be dead again. How dare that man do this to me. Either he is going to die once and for all, or this dog of a woman is dead for breaking up my marriage.
Grief is all that consumes my head, as it spins with the nauseating information I’ve just received. Geoffry, I thought I knew you better than to end up looking like the fool. I thought I knew you better than to cheat on me. I loved you, Geoffry. Past tense use of the word now.

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