Six Hand Drawn Sketches from the Summer of Nineteen Ninety Two

lines because you were afraid of growing old. I did not realize how much they had stolen from you.”

I looked at my old house, the place where we had raised her. The green siding was peeling, and the front steps were dark with moss.

“I forgive you for the mistake, Evelyn,” I said. “But the house is sold now. I am moving into a rental overlooking the water.continue reading …