One day, suddenly, my wife was gone──. The bedroom still faintly smelled of her, but her warmth was no more… Shocked and unable to think straight, I couldn't even prepare for the funeral. My wife's sister, Moe, helped me out. Moe, who has the same face as my wife, took care of my daily needs, making it feel like my wife had come back. Looking at Moe's sleeping face, I knew I shouldn't but still reached out to touch her…
