After five years of marriage to my former classmate, we begin living with his father when illness makes it difficult for him to remain alone after retirement. Eight years earlier, I was an adult-student role-play pupil in the class he taught. When my own father died and I became emotionally unstable, this teacher gently supported me, and I fell in love with him. Knowing a teacher-student relationship was impossible, I gave him up and began dating his son. I truly love my husband, but living beside his father brings all those old feelings back.