This is a short story that centres around the way that a sudden loss can bring about obsession, mainly as a replacement therapy for what is now missing from your life. Obsessions creep up on us slowly until they become all too obvious to everyone. Some obsessions, like Honesty, or a desire for the Truth to come out, can be harmful to those around you in those moments when your socialising senses have been nullified by grief. Other obsessions are more physical, and may have a far deeper meaning, like cleanliness...
