I Took Care of My Elderly Neighbor – After She Died, the Police Knocked on My Door, and When I Learned Why, My Knees Buckled

I recorded it for her.”

“Daisy never gave up on me.”

I turned the page. The entries got shorter near the end.

“The doctor says my heart is giving out. I don’t have much time. But I need to finish one more piece.”

“Daisy asked me yesterday why I’ve been gone so much. I told her I was visiting old friends. I hated lying to her. But I can’t tell her yet.continue reading …