Sam Alexander's husband, Jake, died eight months ago. She isn't in denial. And she hasn't lost her marbles. But she still hears him whispering in her ear, feels his embrace, and responds to his energy in ways that were...unexpected, to say the least. But then again, Jake did say he'd find a way--through hell or high water--to keep her safe, to keep her loved. She's still pretty ticked at God about Jake's accident, and doesn't hold back in...