Marley had not seen Brogan until this moment and was astounded - she almost thought to herself that he was alive again - he looked so well.
"Brogan!" Marley yelled happily and put both her arms around him in a big theatrical hug. He took a step back, slightly perplexed.
Brogan hardly remembered who she was now, let alone who she might have been to him.
The reason for his vagueness was twofold. Firstly he had no recall because nothing really happened between them, in his lifetime just passed; and secondly, all that led up to his homicide was now blurred, for Puck had helped him to forget everything that occurred during and just after the ordeal.
Marley on the other hand had been torn apart to read those final reports of his forlorn dumping and decayed remains. And so to see him stand beside her looking better than ever was remarkable. He looked so normal - well, almost.
Puck moved forward and embraced the two of them, relieved also to see how well they both fared.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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