I Came Home With My Husband’s Suitcase—Then an 11:14 p.m. Call Revealed Who Would Answer When I Needed Help
There were many things inside those words.
I almost tried to explain each one.
Then I saw how tired she was and let the thanks be enough for that afternoon.
“Drive carefully.”
“I always do.”
She walked to her house, close enough that I could see her reach the door.
Afterward, I washed the old coffee from James’s mug.
I did not put it in the wooden box.