My wife and I went back to my mother-in-law's house for the third anniversary of my wife's father's death. After a break from the memorial service, the three of us drank and reminisced. My wife, who can't handle alcohol, went to bed early, and my mother-in-law and I enjoyed an evening drink together. In the midst of all this, I felt like a woman when I saw my mother-in-law in her mourning clothes, who looked lonely, and my mother-in-law's heart seemed to be beating fast as she drank with a man for the first time in a while. In the midst of all this, the two of them ended up kissing without either of them saying anything...