"Caden, eat up. What are you gawking at?" The woman before me flashed me a smile, my name rolling off her tongue as she prompted me to eat.But I knew, without a doubt, that my wife, Mabel Kingsley, had passed away three months ago.We'd been married for five years and always lived in Ashdale. My wife died three months ago because of an accident.Her death had been too sudden for me to accept it. In my daze, I made a huge mistake at work and was laid off.I spent my days in a drunken haze after that.Just last month, I met my savior while I was out drinking. He'd heard about my circumstances and suggested a change of environment. With his recommendation, I became a truck driver for a truck fleet in Belford.After all, as a man who'd lost his wife, I could call anywhere home, and it wouldn't matter.I'd been on the road for a month. When I finally returned home, it was already late at night.With a push of my hand, the front door swung open, but what greeted me was a table full
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