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

the envelope to my kitchen table and slapped it down like a judge handing down a sentence.

“Louisa,” she said, “if you don’t take this trip, I will haunt you before I’m even dead.”

I almost refused. It felt extravagant. It felt late.

Then I remembered Gerald standing in that same kitchen years before, reading about the Greek islands, saying: one day, continue reading …