dead or alive

“how do you know?” she asked.

i looked away. i couldn’t take a picture of my intuition and give it to her as proof. i looked back and into her eyes.

“if your husband died today how do you think you would respond?” i asked.

“i would cry,” she answered.

“why?” i asked.

“i love him and would be sad,” she answered.

i looked away again and tears fell from my eyes.

“what’s wrong? she asked.

“i know because he’s alive and i still have tears,” i whispered.