My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

cardboard box of Ben’s things, his old high school track medals and the silver locket with our childhood photo. I lifted the box, carried it out to the garage, and set it beside the recycling bins for the Friday morning pickup.

When I came back inside, I took my grandmother’s old hand-painted China down from the pantry counter. Each cup was thin as continue reading …