My Son Left Me Behind on Thanksgiving and Flew His Family to Hawaii—So Friday Morning, I Called Movers and Took Back Everything I Had Paid For
One nearly knocked the blue folder from my arm.
I laughed.
Hugged them.
Asked about school.
Listened to stories.
They wanted to know whether Santa Fe had snow.
Whether I lived in a castle.
Whether I had enough room for visits.
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