A Dispute Over A Loan Led To A Moment That Turned The Situation Around

morning and the faint, lingering sweetness of the lilacs Harold planted along the side of the house twenty years ago, which bloom every spring without being asked, without being tended, without knowing or caring that the man who planted them is gone, because some things, once rooted, simply continue.

I sit at my table and drink my tea and let the quiet continue reading …