At My Husband’s Funeral, I Opened His Casket to Place a Flower — and Found a Crumpled Note Tucked Under His Hands

Silence settled between us.

So there it was. No secret family.

No double life. Just a bitter woman who decided my grief wasn’t enough punishment. I pressed my palms to my eyes and started to sob.

When I finally calmed, Ben said, “My dad always said Ray was the most loyal guy he knew. For what it’s worth.”

“It’s worth a lot,” I said.

After he left, I went back upstairs and picked up Greg’s journal again.

“I’ll let it go. But I won’t forget what she’s capable of.”

“Neither will I,” I said.

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