I Cried at a Grave and Got a Ghost Husband

I'm an amateur mourner who cries at graves, and because I can never work up enough emotion, I can't get hired.

Short on cash, I buckle down to earn money, practicing my grave-side wailing at an inconspicuous grave every night, come rain or shine.

Half a month later, I heard something rustling inside the grave.

When I saw something crawling out, I was terrified.

Then he called me his wife.

The main story is told in third person.

April 29, 2024

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