A romantic dinner with your dead husband could be the best finishing of the daytime. You see him, sitting exactly face to face with your ex-flame…

He is smiling his supernatural smile. And everything seems to be the same. You’re back to square one and hope he won’t leave as the last time.

Merely, it’s time to take your pills. One. Two. Five. He’s gone. You know it’s a safe bet. You’re once more in the driver’s seat, and you desire you weren’t.

You wake up in the forenoon. He’s watching you. You feel his touch, but that’s solely your imagination…