Two Days After Grandma’s Funeral My Brother Asked About The Money But I Was Already One Step Ahead

me when I married. The silver rosary David bought me in New Mexico the summer we drove along the coast with the windows down and no particular schedule. Our wedding photos. The books I had collected over four decades. My Italian coffee maker from the old house, the one Emily had always looked at with mild disdain. Every object I placed in that suitcase continue reading …