I Came Home From A Cruise At Eighty Three Until I Heard The Truth§

the way it always had, and told him the magnolia had put out new blossoms and he should have a look when he was feeling better.

After Gerald died, the house became quiet.

Not empty. Quiet. There is a difference, and anyone who has lost someone they loved for a long time understands it exactly.

I had my book club on Wednesdays at St. Mark’s, coffee with continue reading …