At My Daughter’s Wedding, My Husband Gave His Mistress My Seat and Told Me to Sit in the Back—Then the Groom’s Father Walked Past Him and Said, “Laura, I’ve Finally Found You”

Interesting.

I took her hand.

Not because decades disappeared.

Because she was dying and I no longer needed punishment from her.

She squeezed my fingers.

Then complained that the room was too cold.

Gertrude until the end.

I miss her sometimes.