My Dying Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love as Her Final Wish—When Claire Told Me Why, My Knees Nearly Gave Out

If every happy memory was fake, then anger could replace grief.

Simple.

Except memory refused.

Margaret laughing so hard at Benny stealing Thanksgiving turkey she had to sit on the floor.

Fake?

No.

Margaret driving overnight when my father suffered a stroke.

Fake?