A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

their thick spines showing wear from years of storage in my attic.

“I forgot I still had these,” she said, reaching into the box to lift out a heavy volume on botanical history.

“Your father bought that for you during your sophomore year,” I said.

“He wrote something in the front, didn’t he?” she asked.

She opened the cover, her thumb continue reading …