I roll my eyes.
“There are a lot of hot opportunities at these kinds of conferences, Claire.”
“Are you kidding me?” I stare at her deadpan. “You want me to go to this conference so I can get laid?”
“Well.” She shrugs. “Why not?”
“Marley.” I drop my knife and fork with a clang. “Sex is the very last thing I want. I still feel very married to one man.”
Her face falls, and she puts her pen and paper down. “But you’re not, Claire.” She takes my hand over the table. “Wade died, honey. Five years ago now . . . and I know for a fact that he wouldn’t want you living alone forever.”
My eyes drop to the plate of food in front of me.
“He would want you to be living life to the fullest . . . for both of you.”
I feel a lump in my throat begin to build.
“He would want you to be happy and cared for . . . loved.”
I twist my fingers together on my lap. “I just . . .” My voice trails off.
“You just what?”
“I just don’t think I’ll ever move on, Marl,” I say sadly. “How could any man ever live up to Wade Anderson?”
“Nobody will ever replace him, Claire. He’s your husband.” She smiles softly. “I’m just saying go on a few dates. Have some fun . . . that’s all.”
“Maybe,” I lie.
“You need to take your wedding rings off and put them on the other hand.”
Tears instantly threaten at the very thought.
“No men are coming near you because they think you’re married.”
“I’m happy with that.”
“Wade’s not. And when he finds someone that he thinks is worthy of you, he will send him. But you need to be ready.”
I stare at my beautiful friend through tears.
“He’s still with you. He will always be with you. Trust him to watch over you. You need to let him go, Claire.”
My eyes hold hers.
“You didn’t die in the accident with him. Live while you can.”
I drop my head and stare at my plate on the table, my appetite suddenly diminished.
“I’m going to book you for some laser this afternoon.”
I pick up my knife and fork once more. “They’re going to need a machete. I’ve been rocking the full-bush vibe.”
She giggles. “Yeah, that mess has got to go.”
I pull my car up and stare at the house in front of me.
Our house.