They “Accidentally” Scheduled A Family Cruise On My Birthday For Five Years — So I Started A Tradition Of My Own

” Patricia said warmly.

“At least someone remembers.”

“How could I forget?” A pause, then gently: “Are you ready? It’s a big step.”

A year had passed since the death of her Uncle Harold — her father’s eccentric uncle, ninety-six years old and, in many ways, the only person in her family who had truly seen her. While her husband Richard had left, unable continue reading …