The four of us—my father-in-law, my husband, our son, and I—lived together in my father-in-law's home. He was well-off and helped support our family financially. Then my husband died suddenly in a traffic accident, and for a long time I could not accept the reality of his death. By the first anniversary of his passing, my son had also left home to continue his studies and begun living on his own. With the two of us finally alone, my father-in-law reached for me as though he had been waiting for this moment.