They Went on a Holiday Cruise and Left Me With a Man They Called a “Problem”

than the horizon.

“Lake Champlain,” I said. “We’ll take a thermos.”

Driving with Thomas in the passenger seat was slightly unnerving at first. He sat upright, hands folded over his cane, watching the road with the focused attention of a man accustomed to noticing everything.

Autumn had tipped the trees into brilliance: blazing reds, bright golds, a few continue reading …