When asked to come up with a story, you feel the pressure and sometimes nothing comes to mind. You get glimpses of stories and events but not always one full complete story, at least that is what is happening to me. So my story is about what I remember. I remember… Our yearly tradition of […]
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The Patio Last year, on a warm afternoon in early June, Aimee and I sat basking in the sun on her patio. We admired the bouquet of purple and yellow spring flowers in a little vase on the table. We munched on chips (and chocolate). We looked at magazines together. This wasn’t the original plan.