Over the next few days, Carol got worse.
Three days later, she passed.
My heart was broken.
I had no idea how I was supposed to keep living without Carol.
I missed her terribly.
But over the next few weeks, I couldn’t get her words out of my head.
Why had she asked me to find Anna?
Still, it had been my wife’s final wish, and I’d promised her I would do it.
I had absolutely no idea why Carol wanted this, but I kept my promise.