Humidity suffocated the end of spring that year. It snuck into town ahead of the tourists. And she showed up around the same time. That’s why I remember it. As spring passed the baton to summer, the rickety wooden boardwalk slats sweat remnants of last summer. Aromas of briney … [Read more...]
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She can’t stand it anymore. The silence. The waiting. She has to go see for herself. It’s far away, but she knows her father-in-law will be there for the annual conference. And she knows his route. Her late husband took the same one. Or so he said. Over time she learned to … [Read more...]