A Quiet Smile And A Dinner Surprise They Didn’t Expect

laugh.

“Sometimes they’re the same thing.”

When we pulled up to my house on Maplewood Avenue—the house that would soon belong to someone else—Lewis walked me to the door.

“Thank you,” I said. “For being there tonight. For…” I struggled to find the words. “For seeing me.”

“Edith,” he said gently, “you’re impossible not to see.”

After he left, I went inside continue reading …