"Thinking of the ring, I promised to smile at least once a week. She gaveme a light slap on the shoulder, then asked me to check on Jake and watchthe ...ot roast while she cleaned up and caught a quick nap.In Jake's room, I stood over the crib and looked at my son. He was asleepand might have been dreaming. Resisting the urge to shake him awake andtell him his dream would be coming true, I checked his diaper.He was dry as a Prohibition rally and the roast needed about anotherthirty minutes, so I. You hear Danielle sigh in frustration, which irritates you. Now your bubble bursts. “What do you want me to do?” you say. “Do you want me to put the groceries away?” “No, I just want you to do something useful.” “The only useful thing to do is what you’re doing right now, so if you want me to do that, then tell me,” you reply. “No, I don’t. Just watch your stupid show.” “Fine. But then don’t complain.” “How can I not complain when I’m the one who’s doing everything!” she yells as her face. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.And that’s when you met me.“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.“There was a… a truck and it was sk**ding…”“Yup,” I said.“I… I died?”“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You. As our love for each other grew, long-dormant desires started to rise up within me.I had always wanted a baby, and finding out that my sister was having a child made by longing even more intense.While we had tried for years, hubby had been unable to get me pregnant. I had felt completely dejected, but now there was light at the end of the tunnel.I couldn’t help but smile at the simple thought of my new man getting me pregnant, and when it came time to pick up my latest bottle of birth control.