Six Weeks After My Wife’s Memorial, My Son Said We Were Selling the House Without Knowing I Had Already Moved

Margaret told me about the place near Tobermory about three years before she got sick. We were sitting at the kitchen table after supper, the kind of evening where the dishes are done and there’s no particular reason to move, and she said she’d found somewhere on the Bruce Peninsula where she could finally breathe. I remember nodding, the way you nod continue reading …