My Son Took the Villa and Sent Me to the Beach Cabin but My Wife Had Left Me Something Better

rack beside two cups and a clean dish towel. The refrigerator hummed.

Someone had been here. Recently.

There was mail stacked on the side table. A prescription bottle on the counter. Reading glasses beside a paperback with a receipt tucked in as a bookmark. Most of the envelopes were addressed to someone named Carol Martinez. But one, near the bottom,continue reading …