The Long Way Around
I don’t think I ever properly thanked her, because to thank her would have been to acknowledge the whole operation, and she’d have hated that as much as I would.
But I knew.
I knew what that table was, and what it cost her to set the extra place all those months, and what it saved.
A marriage saved my life once, Carol’s and mine.
It turned out a supper table could do it too.
Chapter 7 — Carol
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