Its Christmas Day, 1944.

I experienced the worst day of my life. Bankruptcy in Loans and Building bank. My father’s company. Everything after that seemed to be even worse. I wished I was never born, feeling that everyone would be better off.

Surprise to me, my guardian angel visited me and granted the wish if I was never born. No one remembered me. Not my own mother or wife. I went insane.

“I want to live again!” My voice is strained. I want my life with my wife back.

He grants it, everything going back to how it was.

“George!” My beautiful wife says.

“Oh, baby.” I run to her, kissing her.

“Where have you been?” She chuckles at my hands all over her and my kisses every inch of her face.

I kiss her neck. “God, I wished you so much.”

She tries and walks away from me and I groan, my lips trying to find her again.