My wife, Mary
“I used to be someone who thrived on connections, on being around people,” Charles continued. “But then, life changed. My wife, Mary… she passed away suddenly. It felt like the world had caved in. Losing her broke something inside me, something I couldn’t fix. I tried, I really did. I stayed in town for a while, kept up appearances. But every time I looked at that car, I saw her sitting next to me. The memories were too much.”
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