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You have a tombstone?

Yes, next to my husband's. He made everyone think I was dead.

Why would he do that?

[Sheila looks at Anna and frowns] I was married to Raymond. My death was going to win him votes, and keep me from getting my baby.

But... Why would you put up with that?

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I have dependency issues, and he made it so he provided everything for me. He was my world... When I had the baby, he isolated me from everyone. I left, and he told everyone I died tragically.

I'm not sure it's worth being alive again.

It is though. It means you can live your life now.

The dead have more fun, but I'm not planning on dying any time soon.

Being dead has a lot of perks, but you miss Being Alive. Trust me.

My ghost friends want me to be dead.

Yeah. It's a bit of jealousy, because you're not. But they also probably just want you to be like Them. And there are perks.

I know. They've been trying to talk me into dying for most of my life.

Well, don't listen to them.

I can ask tech to come up with something for that.

I'm only living for my baby. Once she no longer needs me, I'll join my friends.

I tried to knock it over.

She will need you her whole life. I still need my Mom and I'm a grown-ass adult. Don't be selfish.

I didn't have one of those.

You want it gone? We can make that happen.

And look how you turned out. Do better for your kid.

I'll try. I don't really want to be without her.

...I don't know. It may be better to stay dead. A lot of people are mad at me.

You can still play dead. We can remove the tombstone and leave the grave if it bothers you.

Or we can protect the tombstone from vandals. What do you want to do?

And why are people mad at you? Raymond's fans?

...Protect it from vandals.

The last stories about me were pretty bad, before he told everyone I got murdered. People don't like me.

Ok. I'll put some techs on it. Maybe a little forcefield around it so nobody can touch it.

Oh, that. I can't keep straight anymore all the lies he told.

How're you doing now? You still in town or did you move?

I moved out of town with Sophie, but I still come to visit.

You doing okay?

No. Some days I don't think I'll ever be okay again.

What um, what do you need? Is it what Raymond did or everything?

It's hard to explain. I wanted to look at my grave and pretend I was someone who would be missed.

Do you care if the flowers are fake or real?

No... I'm just like the fake flowers.

So don't be. Look after her.

Thank you.

Then you'll have real flowers there. Every couple weeks.