Others took considerably longer.

PART 8

The week after the wedding, Rose missed her usual Wednesday card game at the community center.

That worried me more than any argument.

She insisted she was fine.

She said she had overworked her wrist and needed an afternoon without company.

When I arrived with groceries, I saw a neat stack of baking magazines sitting unopened beside her chair.

“Not planning your next masterpiece?” I teased.