I was talking to the neighbor down the street tonight. She's angry because one of her husband's high school girlfriends has been calling him and writing him. I asked her if she trusted him, she said yes, but she was worried about the woman: wondering what she was up to now that she was single after two bad marriages, all of a sudden talking to her husband. I said she probably is fond of him and just wants to reconnect, not for love, but just wondering what happened to him and to see if he was happy.
The neighbor then asked me if I would be mad if one of my husband's old girlfriends called and tried to "connect" after all these years. I said "He doesn't have any old girlfriends, I was his first." I am his first and best love.
Thank heaven no old ghosts will be clanking their chains around here. Silence is golden.
Country Girl
Edited to add: I've told him if, after I'm gone, he sees a pair of glasses and a cigarette floating in midair, I've come back to haunt him. He is quite sure that I will. <grin>