Short Story: Burial

The note took me by surprise. “I never expected love to hurt so much.” I read it and reread it over and over again, not quite making sense of the words so clearly written by her hand, the last words she would ever write. I found it beside her when I found her, dead, rigor … Continue reading Short Story: Burial

Again, goodybe

I made the funeral early this morning, and though it wasn't easy to attend, I'm glad I made the drive. For those of you who hadn't heard, my ex-wife informed me that her grandmother passed away during heart surgery Friday evening. She was 70 years old. Brenda - Nanny to her grandchildren and just about … Continue reading Again, goodybe