The Margaret Kelly Story

Its odd being dead. Not what I expected. Like waiting in a doctor's office. Reading old magazines. But I'm here for a purpose. To help Sam move on. That’s my husband standing there next to the compost looking at his pipe. Sam. It’s gone out again. What possibly could be pleasurable about smoking a pipe when you spent half your time relighting it? Explains why women don’t smoke pipes. They don’t have the time to waste. It must be hot. Sam has taken a handkerchief out of his back pocket to wipe the sweat from around his neck. Odd thing about being dead. You don’t notice the heat.

Margaret Kelly is dead. But she can't help eavesdropping on her husband's life. He's a retired cop brought out for one last case. Margaret fears for Sam and for their son. She's knows that something is happening. She doesn't know what, or doesn't want to know. And then somewhere in her story she starts to disappear.