True story. At the trust meeting, my daughter said: “She has no say.” I reached into my bag and…

parking lot median. They looked like they were just beginning to decide whether to bother with spring.

I sat in the car.

I did not start the engine right away.

Raymond had died 17 years ago. Stroke. Sudden, no warning. He was 61, the age our granddaughter is now not far from.

We had been planning to take a trip to Portland the following month. A small continue reading …