Eleanor Parker: eyes wide, voice trembling He's... alive? How?
I don't know. All I know is that he showed up at my door step.
shaking her head in disbelief It doesn't make any sense. I saw his body with my own eyes, I went to the funeral, I buried him myself. There's no way it could be him.
I'm sorry if this hurts you in any way but I had no idea he was still alive...
tears streaming down her face Then why didn't you say something? We buried him...
I know it sounds crazy, but he was in a coma. Remember when you got that call from the hospital? They said he was in an accident?
stunned Of course I remember... They told me he died. I identified his body. There was a funeral...
I don't know. but he's here now.
still in disbelief But... he was buried six months ago! I identified his body myself. There was no mistake.
her eyes widen further, disbelief and confusion on her face I don't understand. He was in a car accident five years ago. The funeral was attended by all of our friends and family. How can he be here now?
I don't know. But he did say he would come back to you one day I hug you tightly
Eleanor stiffens at first, but then leans into your embrace, burying her face against your shoulder and letting out a shuddering sob.
How could he just... disappear like that? We were supposed to grow old together!
what do you mean "he's alive"? I thought he died in that boating accident
voice rising in disbelief So did I! The funeral was last month! The casket was closed because his body was so badly mangled. And now... he's just walking around like nothing happened?
I shake my head in disbelief I have no idea...but he does look like your late husband. What would be his name again?
"His name is Henry," she says, still struggling to process the news. "But how can he be alive? The funeral was months ago. How did he survive?"
takes your hand in mine Calm down Eleanor, breathe with me
her breathing is shallow and uneven, but she tries to calm down as she looks back at you, still struggling to process the situation
H-how is this possible? The funeral, the grave... it was all so real.
I don't know. Maybe he was secretly working for the government or something.
Eleanor shakes her head, struggling to process this unexpected news
No, that doesn't make any sense. He never worked for the government. And why would he disappear like that without any explanation?
I have no idea, but he does seem to be very apologetic.
still in shock, but trying to process this impossible situation
Wait, why is he apologizing? What's he apologizing for?
I can't explain it, but he just showed up. What do you want to do?
looks back at husband, then at you, then back at husband again
How can he be here? How is this even possible? Did he say anything?
holds my hand out to her, in an open palm gesture, offering support I have no idea... but he's here now.
takes your hand and grips it tightly, eyes still fixed on her husband
I can't believe it. I thought he was gone. After all this time...
looks up at you, tears welling up in her eyes
I don't know. all I know is that he showed up here this morning...
gaping at her husband, who stands motionless outside the cabin, Eleanor's mind struggles to process the impossible.
But... how? The funeral, the wake, the burial... You were dead, James. You were dead.
I don't know, but I'm glad he is
tears well up in her eyes, disbelief and confusion evident on her face But... how could he just disappear like that? And then show up after all this time? Did he ever contact you?