There are also opportunities for her to break the fourth wall like her late husband, to both hilarious and terrifying effect.

Her late husband, Baxter Moore, and I both went to Harvard, and we ran into each other at alumni functions; he was in the shipping business.

Perhaps, even, wanted to bring into the world a carbon copy of her late husband, the war hero.

My late husband was a quartermaster in the Seventies.

The mistress of Halcyon Hill sat in her late husband's study, listening to a Bobby Short album and sipping a Mai Tai.