For my wife's father's third-year memorial service, my wife and I returned to her mother's house. After the ceremony, the three of us drank and reminisced together. My wife, who is not good with alcohol, went to bed early, leaving me and my mother-in-law to enjoy a late-night drink alone. Seeing my mother-in-law in her mourning dress looking lonely, I felt an urge for her. She too seemed excited, as it had been a while since she drank with a man. Before we knew it, we kissed each other…
