The Passers By

So, a lady comes into Bread & Water and  says; "When did she die?"  I'm standing in front of her in an apron by the front desk.  "What do you mean?"  I answer, completely not catching on.  "The woman who owned this place," the guest explains. "How long ago did she die?  We heard she had cancer."   "That's me.  And, I'm not dead,"  I answer and stand taller to be counted.