When I called to tell my son that my wife had pass…

Marcus at 7:00, fast asleep on the couch with our old dog Rex. Marcus at 10:00, helping Margaret plant tomatoes in our garden, his face serious with concentration. I sat on the edge of the bed, turning page after page, remembering the boy he used to be.

The kid who would run to me when I came home from work, who would beg me to read him one more story continue reading …