Janice placed her coffee to her lips as she laughed at the ramblings of her best friend Fiona. The two loved their Tuesday Coffee Chats, they’d share all the talk from the playground with each other. Talk about their home lives, other parents, news and anything really.

“And what about you Jan, any news on your front?” Fiona asked lifting her mug.

Janice thought for a long moment, uncertain on whether to say her latest news. But with Fiona’s expecting eyes glaring at her she leaned in and in a hushed voice whispered.

“Mark is buried in my garden.”

Fiona’s eyes widened in horror.

“Your husband?” She asked.

Janice nodded with a shrug as she continued to sip her coffee.