Donna’s deep sigh caught Eddie’s attention. He looked up and saw her standing before the mirror, gazing intently at the reflection that stared back at her.
‘I found another one, Eddie. On the left side of my face this time. It’s bigger than the one I saw last week.’
Eddie grinned and pretended to ignore her, his eyes closed.
‘I think it’s spreading, Eddie. Four last month and two already this month.‘
Now, Eddie chuckled, drawing a sharp retort from Donna. ‘Stop that! This is serious!’
He walked over and put his arms around her waist, gently placed his chin on her shoulder and gazed into the shiny surface that showed them their visages. ‘It’s called growing old, my dear. See that one? You got that when Bella left for college. This one, near the chin? That’s from Matt’s accident, when we thought he wouldn’t survive. The curved one, near the eye, well, I think we both know where that came from.’
‘The cancer?’ she whispered.
‘The cancer,’ he nodded. ‘They’re smile and worry lines, my dear. Perfectly normal.’
Donna’s voice shook as she said, ‘Normally, I would agree. But, we’ve been dead for three years. Why am I still worrying?’
Eddie’s ghostly arm linked Donna’s and softly whispered, ‘You’re worried they’ll stop thinking of you.’
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