I Spent Three Agonizing Years Mourning My Wife Whom I L0st in a Tragic Incident – Yesterday, I Spotted Her Alive Beside My W0rst Enemy=

The laugh came from the café before I reached the door.

I had not heard it in three years, except in the wrong places.

At 4 a.m. while rocking our daughter.

In the grocery aisle when a stranger bent over the tomatoes.

At the cemetery, once, while a woman behind me answered her phone and laughed exactly the way Sarah used to laugh.

Yesterday, the sound came from a table under a striped awning in Portofino, Italy.