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 loved you from the moment I saw you in that college library with sheet music tucked under your arm. I loved you when you were 20 and when you were 80. I’ll love you forever.

Always yours, Robert.”

“Even though I’m gone, I’m still here.”

I folded the letter carefully and put it in my pocket.

Then I looked around the studio one more time.

I vowed to come continue reading …