Rising From the Dead to Torment Me

Six years after my younger brother and my fiancée passed away, I picked out a grave for myself.

Before my final visit to their graves, my mother suddenly said, “Miles, you don’t have to go this year. The truth is that they never died.”

I was startled for a moment before the two of them walked right out of my brother’s room.

My brother, Sean, put on a teasing smile as he draped an arm around the woman beside him.

“I won the bet! I told you my brother would never figure it out.

“Who’s going to be on top tonight, huh, Vera?”