Playing dead for ten minutes
FRIDAY, November 13 – There was only the one letter on the doormat. From Swarthmore College where Jennifer went to school. It was a letter of condolence which contained this notice: ‘In keeping with our tradition, we will place a book of remembrance in the McCabe Library Collection in which is engraved JENNIFER M. NOLAN, CLASS OF 1990.’ I burst into tears, fell to the floor, and lay there crying until Elsa came down the stairs and lay down against me. After ten minutes playing dead I got to my feet.
Diary of a Widower 