A young widow would water the flowers once a week at her husband’s grave. Then, each time, she would turn her back and go. She was addressed by a young man who had been longingly watching her.
“I note that you honored your late husband with extraordinary reverence. You don’t turn your back as you leave, which I found to be extremely lovely.

My spouse used to often say that I have a behind that could raise the dead from their graves, so I’ll just say that, sir. I don’t want to risk anything.