Seven Years After My Daughter’s Funeral, I Followed Her Husband to a Rehabilitation Center—And Saw a Woman I Thought Was Dead
“Yes?”
“Can I come back?”
“Whenever it works with your care plan and what you want.”
She smiled faintly.
“Good.”
Then she looked at the kitchen window.
“Don’t bring out all the old photographs next time.”
I laughed.
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