You’ve just gotten word that Henry is still alive all these years later, that when his car went off that cliff he wasn’t in it, that for one reason or another he needed you and everyone else to believe he was dead.
“Guess we need to get a divorce,” you say to your second husband, Brad.
Brad won’t be happy. “You don’t have to go back to him! He’ll understand that you thought he was dead and moved on.”
Tell Brad you didn’t move on. Tell Brad he’s a really sweet guy and he’s pretty great in the bedroom department and you’ve had a fun time these six years during which he helped raise your kids as his own, but he’s no Henry.
“But you don’t even know why he faked his death,” Brad will say. “For all you know he didn’t even care how his death affected you. For all you know he faked his death to get away from you.”
Explain to Brad that that might be the case, but now that Henry’s letting you know he’s alive again he clearly changed his mind so you have to go to him tonight.
“Tonight! What? You’re just going to…Ow!”
Apologize for dropping your suitcase on his head while trying to get it out of the closet.
“Sorry Brad,” say. “I’m just in a hurry. Want to try to get Henry to see me naked before he changes his mind again.”
Brad will be exasperated. “You’re supposed to be conflicted about this kind of thing! You’re supposed to be searching your heart to find out if you still love him or if you having mourned him and married someone new has effectively closed the chapter on that part of your–”
“Sorry, not conflicted. Henry’s alive! Thanks for subbing in as my husband for a while!” you’ll shout from the window of your car as you speed out of your driveway.
Brad will go inside to find your kids packing their things. “You’re not our Dad anymore! You’re just Brad now!”
Brad will go into the bedroom and try to get used to just being Brad now, just being Brad now that Henry’s alive again.
Happy Henry’s Alive Again Day!