Nora Played Six Days of Recordings at Her Second Anniversary Dinner
My hands were empty.
“We built a quiet life here, Maya,” I said.
“And nobody will ever take it away.”
I carried the yellow blanket down the hall and laid it over the rocking chair.
Then I smoothed the corner of Maya’s floral baby blanket over the quiet crib rail.
The house was quiet, safe, and completely ours.