My husband, who had been a close friend of me for thirty years, held my wrist tightly before he died. "Madam, if there is an afterlife, please give your concubine the chance to rescue me from the quagmire, and let me have a lifelong relationship with her." I nodded with tears in my eyes, "Okay." The cold spring breeze blew across the blue brick floor, and I stared at the destitute young man lying in front of the steps. This time, I will fulfill your wishes.
