This story will disappear from this site very soon because it will be a part of my new book….Short Story Anthology Book 3 (RED WHEELBARROW). I wanted you to read it one last time. I like the characters and the story, and I hope you do as well. Terry.
“What do you do with yourself all day Jennifer?”
Now, there’s a question I’ve heard a few times over the last couple of years.
“Oh, you know. Keeping busy.”
The conversation continued as my friend tightened her grip on her husband.
Being a widow is a bit like being young and single.
The other females either pity you, feel sorry for you or think you have designs on their man.
Being single you appeared to be footloose and fancy free.
I’m a bit beyond my prime so I don’t think that the ‘cling tightly to my husband’ reaction had anything to do with that.
To some people, being a widow is seen as a type of disease.
It might be catching; so better to keep your distance.
Of course this only exacerbates the loneliness.
“I’ve been helping out at the local Thrift Shop. Sorting through donations, that sort…
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