Sixty-three Year Old Widow Refused to Hide Her Gray Hair at Work

through the backyard after the school bus dropped her off. She had wanted them for her wedding, but the expensive planner Harold had financed had insisted on white orchids from a florist in Columbus.

I dug six small holes in the dark earth, placing a bulb in each one, making sure the pointed ends faced up toward the cold sky.

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